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each  step  in  his  gait  holds  purpose  like  lion  stalking  prey.  air  around  him  hums  with  the  faintest  trickle  of  authority  cloaked  in  flesh.  lips,  a  thin  line,  twist  into  a  polite  smile,  although  something  cold  lingers  in  those  calm  eyes.  calculating  yet  withdrawn.

"you  see  right  through  me  then——how  lovely.  you'd  be  correct,  though,  i'm  far  from  my  home,  yet  willing."  it's  a  light  laugh  that  leaves  him  but  there's  a  hint  of  a  growl.  a  tick  rather  than  aggression.  "and  with  whose  eyes  do  you  see  these  truths?  God's,  perhaps?"    

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There is something, in them ALL, that aligned with the stars. Those beings, borne of something greater than the fragility of man. She knows not, weather to bow her head, or keep chin high — for, whomever this was, they were certainly not from her home.

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