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07-23-2013, 10:02 AM
 The impressive rocketing flame was close at hand, it washes us all in an unnatural glow and had for the last few weeks. That fire would be accompanied by thousands of heavenly hosts now, a welcome change. I stared at it with a mixture of emotion, and among those feelings was the faint flicker of hope. That tiny spark had been breathed to life. ‘Please,’ I thought, ‘return to us soon.’ The clan had come to life around me, some celebrated the return of moon and stars, and others stared grimly up at the night with a grim expression. Their hearts hurt too badly for hope.
Someone shifted in my peripheral vision, I glanced at said stranger instinctively and noted that he was walking toward me. Subconsciously my body straightened from its relaxed but sagged position; one couldn’t boast their position in life without looking prideful and obnoxious. But, at least one could try to look like we knew what we were doing. The golden stag bowed his crown to me, respectful and scoring polite points—I mimicked the motion with a small smile. “It’s nice to have a little light back here.” No disagreement would flicker across this mug, he would find nothing but thankful acknowledgement. Quietly I replied without jest or even the slightest hint of humor, “Aye, some had begun to think that the light would never return,” myself included. As mentioned before, a god’s passing of time and a mortals was totally off kilter. “They call me Apodis. I am new to this herd.” My gaze flickered to his good natured eyes, I bore into them not unkindly—quite the opposite for they used to be so similar to mine, “Well met Apodis,” the words came out as a sigh, “I’m Midas; and would offer you a warmer welcome but cheer has been hard in coming these past few weeks.” Knowing that ending a sentence on such a note could come off as rude, my lips moved to add, “But truly, I hope your time spent in Dragon’s Throat has been peaceful at the very least.” Our colours come alive when I collide with you
with you, with you
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