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The rain knocked on his window. "Quite!" he shouted. "I'm trying to sleep!" But the rain continued. He waved his hand and the rain stopped. Suddenly, his flippers came, floating throw the air.
Mage of night,. With staff in hand,. Sentinel to guard the land,. Pack of dogs,. Sit at his side,. Ravens fly,. To him, abide,. Spells and scrolls,. And gems and runes,. Candles, carvings,.
The Magic Weaver spied a flash of deep blue in the clouds. Hope rose swiftly in his chest as he thought of the dragon, Ryu. Tyuman cursed the passing desert blue jay as it came into full view.
Hiag reached up. One hand over the other. Keep the rythem going. Three limbs on the rock face at any one time. His arms began to strain. Blood pounding, veins pumping. Arms on fire.
She feels like no one loves her, She's a shadow, overcast, All their withering gazes, She's just a figure of the past.