Lunar Convergence

[HedgeHug 2049]

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Echoing, the wolves howls, towards the blue moon's sky

The bright orb high, shining blue light

Filling the young ones heart's delight

Ashen child, did not falter, did not dare to cry

 

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Rumors... yes... whispers in the night. No bird nor beast uttered word of such... it's nature more... spiritual. For it was the Stargush'Stroh, a place most divine yet dark in nature, where these words carried from soul to soul, spirit to spirit. To then, upon visitation as per usual, be carried over to the recipient.

 

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The moons rays shining brightly, in cave and home and room

Did mirror in the evening, in this home of 'Ker

Wolf's howls echoing, ceasing the young cats purr

A young girl looked up eagerly, the light surpassed the gloom

 

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The speech,  pitch as black, then brought onto the intended receiver did repeat in his mind. "A greet... a request... a mission?" he did ask... there was but one way to find out what was to come. Listen, and act.

 

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She did look then, fromout her window, carrying no fright

The blue moons light, shining oh bright

Filling the young ones heart's delight

Her hair then glowed, in ore 'n galore, a bright white light...

 

Spoiler

" Kû nar-hon, hiisht shaûk. Zaugh-pukhl, shum tik sha Luara traum'shum. Ulu nargzab'hon-Dâg a riip'hiisht. Dâg-Lab. Sharkû'Ash nargzab'hon-ukmash. Sharkû'Ash zaugh-pukhl'lat, zaugh-hon'lat.

Traf amuhk ran kul'grumbull, Luara's Uzg. "

 

[Criala 729]

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[__WaterFox__ 636]

Neci swirled her glass of wine around a few times, watching the silver flashes of light, then looked up at the source. She had studied many dark elven tales and every one of them pointed to the night sky: the Warhawkes, the Triumvirate, the Enclave. Every dark elven group pointed to the night sky.

"Now if we could find some answers like the rest of our cousins, we might be a better people."

[Dakirennis 959]

Dak'ir awoke in a cold sweat. The heavy head of his companion snapped up from his lap as Dak'ir stirred, quickly the Ker wolf scanned the room as the withered 'Ker collected himself. Was he finally losing his mind? Or did the words ring true? There was only one way he could decide for sure...

 

"By your word... Mother Moon."

[trinn 5146]

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