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01-01-2017, 07:10 PM
S U N J A T A
Yet again, another gathering that distracted the blue jay. The first few events he had attended were exactly like this one – the strange pieced together god directing orders to the masses of Helovia in the attempts to get them to do things for them. He wasn’t sure what continued to drive him to this – but the gift he received at the giving tree gave him enough insight to appear. Perhaps this weird beast would bestow gifts upon them as well if they did everything they asked. So, with that in mind, the man went.
He listened quietly to the instructions, nodding along quietly as he scanned the area for familiar faces. He barely saw any, though, at this point (not even his sister, whom he hadn’t seen in nearly a season now) and sighed quietly, folding his wings tightly against his back. The gilded band gleamed in the light as he did so, a trinket from the talking turtle that even seemed to have a sense of humor to others as he gifted them.
With all the tasks in mind, he moved away from the crowd, heading in the directions of others to complete what Kisamoa had asked of them.
"Talk."
We slipped into midnight
like the death of the sun.
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