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" He lay there, the ashes of the
late World carried on the bleak
winds to and fro the Void. Everything
uncoupled from its shores,
unsupported in the Ashen air.
And just then, when his lungs may
have turned to stone;
๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ง ๐๐๐ฆ๐. "
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" He lay there, the ashes of the
late World carried on the bleak
winds to and fro the Void. Everything
uncoupled from its shores,
unsupported in the Ashen air.
And just then, when his lungs may
have turned to stone;
๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ง ๐๐๐ฆ๐. "
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" He lay there, the ashes of the
late World carried on the bleak
winds to and fro the Void. Everything
uncoupled from its shores,
unsupported in the Ashen air.
And just then, when his lungs may
have turned to stone;
๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ง ๐๐๐ฆ๐. "
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" Don't be so silly. "
Was the only response she would receive. A hand reached out, and rubbed at the top of her scalp. A gentle comfort. There were far grander things at play than she could plausibly understand . . .
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" . . . "
The Dragon did not reply immediately. Instead, he simply stared. Who could truly know what occured behind the eyes of a being so ancient, but there was a semblance of... Confusion. Confusion that turned to a soft smile.
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inara's skin .
" i ... my friends โ please do not let myself be a .. pain , for you . "
she was worried that what she said previously was the cause of what inara was assuming was pain .
" forgive tel'quiet . . . "
๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ ๐ฆ๐ .
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Curiosity is what forged the World
they walked upon. The curiosity of
the Gods to forge something out of
nothing. The curiosity of the Younger
Races summoned forth the foundation
of monuments that nearly reached the
Heavens.
Ask away.
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" No, no. It's fine. I've just found
myself more tired than I've been
in . . . A long time. "
If the words themselves weren't proof enough, the simple look that Aurix wore proved it. He seemed . . . Smaller, somehow.
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inara moved the moment aurix did โ a small somersault-like movement to roll off of his back as he repositioned himself .
" m'sorry , you may go back to the sleep , aurix . i don't feel to bother you . "
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As if a bit of that ever-constant, powerful luster that surrounded him was drained. As if he wasn't so bright anymore. There remained the power, and peaceful presence . . . But it was softer.
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When the red-haired stranger broke through the treeline, the first thing he would notice is the sheer brilliance of not only the man seated by the campfire, but the very air around him. The World itself seemed so . . . Bright.
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A dull and silent approach. Observing this individual from afar, but his own misstep alerted the other of his presence.
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โWhat brings you to these parts?โ
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And from the expression the Golden Man wore . . . There was confusion. Confusion, and some kind of underlying disturbance. But as soon as it emerged, it vanished. Morphing into something far more cordial.
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" From what I can tell . . . "
The Golden Man reached into the folds of his over cloak, and from it emerged a folded piece of parchment. He unfurled it before continuing.
" You do not seem like many
others of your kin. "
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Another deep drag,
Before turning blunt off via prowess over fire and heat. Setting what remained of 'gar behind ear
๐ธ ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐โ
" Questions?
Well, Not like im doing anything now. Go ahead, Aurix. What can I help you with? "
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He turned the paper around, showing him a rough sketch of what appeared to be a male humanoid. A straw hat, a sword on his hip. But a stark lack of any true defining details. Above the depiction, a name.
๐บ๐๐๐-๐๐ . . .
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