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And Then There Was Silence: Part One

"Though he couldn't turn from the light, the loss of his love broke him. His heart grew cold and he learned the arts of death. When he was encountered again, he had changed from a warm person into a ruthless assassin." -Unknown author, The Nameless Assassin, text found in the Rathbone Family Crypts, circa Y7

by theschizophrenicpunk
 
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"Adventures in Lutari Island" by dunefurandlilypelt
Alyssa the Camouflage Uni stared out the window of the Neohome she lived in with her siblings. She longed to be outside, exploring the jungle like she always loved to do. That day, her mom was in Altador celebrating her cousins' birthdays, so Alyssa's oldest brother was in charge. The Uni was the youngest of her family, but she was also the sneakiest and most resourceful one. Grinning, Alyssa silently slid open her window. She dotted down a quick note that read, "Gone adventuring. I'll try to be back for dinner!", and flew out the window. She closed the window, took a deep breath, and smiled. Alyssa loved nature. And despite the rampant storms all around Lutari Island, where she lived, there was never a gloomy day. Alyssa figured she'd better head into the jungle soon or else Adam, her oldest brother, would catch her and send her into her room again. "Where to go today?" Alyssa whispered. She knew the land like the back of her hooves; she even had several hand-made maps of the island. "Ooh! I know, I'll go to the feather pools," she decided, and started to fly south. It took quite a while to get there, and Alyssa had to take quite a few stops, but finally she reached one of the most pristine places on the whole island: the feather pools.




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