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"You should join me." The monk said quietly after what seemed a half candlemark or more. He opened his light green eyes and looked up to Nimavel's height, meeting his dead expressionless eyes. "There is no benefit in standing in the silence unless one truly enjoys the silence. Barely leashed violence serves no purpose here. This is a place of within, and even those who wish the quiet emotionlessness of death upon themselves cannot linger long without understanding such things. One must touch the stone to truly experience its age. Such things cannot be done without a sense of wonder, even if it is jealously guarded within. So come. Share the words with me that you hold within yet so close to the surface, and set aside your ego for a moment. It serves no purpose, not here with the Children of the Sunn." Kimsan said gently, gesturing to the space across from him.
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"There's a place that I go that nobody knows. Where the rivers flow and I call it home. And there's no more lies in the darkness there's light.
And nobody cries, there's only butterflies."
Status: Even angels feel mysterious once in a while -> working from 3 - midnight all week PST time. Expect mod posts before and after all week.
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