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[bythewaves]

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[bythewaves]

True enough. But a dragon! That is a fell one indeed.

Nay, tis fine! I sleep little, these days. I wish I had an answer for you, but I know not.

[bird_brain]

And I have interrupted what little you get. [He's grousing, huffy, but it's all annoyance at himself.] I am truly sorry.

[bythewaves]

No, no! I was awake anyway. [ Maglor assures ] My dream was only a few minutes earlier than yours.

[bird_brain]

[He nods, somewhat mollified.] Still. It's odd. A trick of the Drabworld, perhaps.

[bythewaves]

Mm, I think so. I was never the one with foresight. [ Just a strangely prescient appreciation of the direction of the Song ] That gift went to my cousins, instead. Will you be well?

[bird_brain]

[Aubri huffs a quiet chuckle.] And so we are alike again. The gifts of the mind went to other gryphons. I will be fine. The dream was disconcerting but it is just that: a dream.

[bythewaves]

We always seem to find more similarities, eh? I wish I had know you in your world, Master Aubri, and not in this farce of a place.

[bird_brain]

You would have loved my city, I think.

[bythewaves]

I think I would have too. It sounds a lovely place, Master Aubri.

[bird_brain]

Lovely doesn't do it justice.

[bythewaves]

Tell me of her, again? Let us chase away the night's shadows with light.

[bird_brain]

[Aubri closes his eyes, bringing to mind the clearest picture of White Gryphon that he can. Then, he sets to describing her.]

She overlooks the sea and I'll never tire of seeing the sun dance on the waves. The cliffs are white and our homes are built into them. It was the humans who decided that the walkways should take the shape of a gryphon rising into flight, but the gryphons certainly did not argue it.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor closes his eyes to listen and hums appreciatively ]

Do they fly together, your people? In freedom, in joy?

[bird_brain]

We rarely fly alone. We dance in the sky, Maglor, and one should not dance alone.

[bythewaves]

[ A soft wistful sigh ]

I would love to watch, one day Master Aubri. Perhaps I will see you and the Lady Zhaneel dance so one day.

[bird_brain]

[Aubri blinks.

Blinks again.

Chokes on the air he's trying to breathe.

Somehow, after a moment, he manages to speak.]

Perhaps you will.

[Maglor certainly didn't mean it that way.

Right?

Of course not. Right. Skan would kill him. Then bring him back and kill him again.]

[bythewaves]

Did I say something wrong? [ He blinks in confusion ] Forgive me, I did not mean to cause offence, if I did.

[bird_brain]

[Aubri shakes his head quickly.] No offence. My apologies. It was the way it was phrased.

[bythewaves]

Ahhh, forgive me. [ Maglor ducks his head apologetically ] I am sorry. I will try to remember not to use that phrasing!