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02-09-2015, 12:41 AM
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The Morningstar
A boat. Out of living trees. It is...curious. And beautiful, something that....dare I say, reminds me of Sehrau. Of home, in the way it is shaped so, and out of the life around it. Beautiful. It is then I get my first good look at the God of the Earth, and rather like what I see. He commands power, yes, but there is a wisdom about him that sets me at ease. Out of all the gods, he felt the most gentle. The Sun God was fierce, fiery and stunning, but there was a...distance. Azeeza shrinks against my feathered nape, chirruping quietly, her gold eyes mere slits. She is uncomfortable, cowering against my tangled mane. A quick search through her mind quickly tells me why: There are simply too many people here. I croon softly to her, strumming the strings of the Sacre within my memories to calm her as I move away, towards the fringes. A familiar blue-gold coat draws my gaze towards him, and with a fond smile I move towards Hertz, lowering my head to nudge the boy. "Care to join forces with your old man?" I offer, arching a(metaphorical) brow, a mischievous grin threatening my features. "Let's see if we can beat your brother at these tasks." "talk talk talk" @[Hertz] and Buce are forming the Father-Not-Father-Son-Not-Son Duo of Doom! The battleline between good and evil runs through the heart of every man.
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