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Dog paw print1/8/2024 “I’d heard stories back home, but…” He stops abruptly, clapping a hand to his hip before his back straightens and shoulders relax in apparent revelation. “Is that… are you…?” he says, shock evident in his resounding whisper. The light is bright, white and burning and now you are aware of the tingling heat travelling through your veins into your core as you stare at the light, jerking your hand and trying to wipe it off on the skirt of your dark robes to no effect, simultaneously getting the attention of the slumped knight in front of you. You pull your hand away, suddenly cautious, and watch as the fire dies as the distance increases, burning brighter as you inch closer to Solaire’s back. You never reach him however, fingers paused in mid-air as you spot a glow emanating from your index finger. You feel an immediate rush of sympathy flow through you and move to crouch down next to him, a hand coming forward to rest on his shoulder as you open your mouth to speak comforting words your brain is still struggling to organise into coherence. ![]() ![]() “Have I done this all for nothing? Oh, my dear sun… What now, what should I do… my sun, my dear, dear sun…” “…Why? …Why? After all this searching, I still cannot find it…Was it all a lie?” you hear him mutter, the sound catching and echoing in the chamber of his helm to sound even smaller. The interaction sticks to the inside of your brain as you dust the glowing nuggets of rock from your robes, still spinning in your cerebrum as you crest the pool and are confronted with the man himself, his back to you as he sits hunched and huddled by the fire. He gave you the smallest of nods before he faded into nothing. ![]() Lightning zipped from both of you as you worked together to bring the monster down, circling it and each other on your tiny island of solid ground, both shouting barks of victory when the tail fell free, and you couldn’t help but jump for joy when it finally collapses into ash before you, turning to Solaire in triumph with a huge grin across your face just in time to see his answering proud stance crumple and sag with a defeat you do not understand. The fight was long and fiddly from dancing around the pools of magma but knowing Solaire was at your back throughout and taking a lot of the heat from the angry insectoid made your body feel lighter and your body sing with magic. The Demon Ruins are cloyingly dark and swelteringly hot as you drag yourself out of the lava of the Centipede Demon, the sweat streaming off you despite the protection of the orange charred ring and evaporating into steam almost instantly.
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