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6: One look, one choice
The next days dawned just as rainy as the ones before. The fire constantly blazing in the meeting room made the air warm and drowsy, but it was still an improvement in Ren’i’s eyes. The consuls had finally had enough of the dampness that threatened to ruin their maps, and Ared’s offer to relocate their…
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5: Colours of longing
The weather made mockery of him, for the day dawned withour rain for the first time in ages. A watery sun crawled into the horizon behind thin, wispy clouds, reflecting from the glistening drops in the wet grass.
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4: Rising storm
Hawk drew another arrow from the quiver, pulled the bowstring with practised ease, and sent the arrow flying. It howled as it flew quivering through the air, and after a moment that felt like an eternity found its mark. The moments between loosing the arrow and the hit always felt the same; longer than days,…






