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A whisper tickles the ear, but nobody is in sight. Not even a fly. The voice begins to feel heavy in the chest, overwhelming the body with faded words that slowly become coherent as a weight of something heavy invisibly unloads from your chest, but lingers within the mind, beyond control. It utters a soft and innocent statement, yet proud with power
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..."
Hmmm, are you curious as to what is happening?
No. You haven't gone ill, nor mad.
I am Loveless . . and although, I am not seeking to join you, I am glad I have sought you out at all.
I see you have gained support and strength in your lands, In fact I give you my support but, soon we shall meet to discuss the future of peace, or war, between our nations.
These times are difficult, mortal elf. I would much prefer peace, as Time and other factors to come... are our True Enemies. We shall meet more formerly the next time. . .
No. I will find you...
"
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It is only than you noticed as the voice disappeared and you no longer felt stuck in place, that the dust & sand beneath your very feet had vanished, as well.
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