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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ferrix" data-source="post: 1840288" data-attributes="member: 6115">Drifting through the void of splayed protomatter that was once his world, Sigrún blinks slowly, the flaring intensity of his radiant blue eyes dimming and then resuming.This vastness, it stretches to its utmost yet it does not feel like the Astral Realm, the protoplasm however is familiar to my touch.  That which I have shaped for all my life.He raises his hand, drawing a piece of protomatter to his fingertips, he examines it, and he catches the hint of green refracting through its pearly translucence.  His gaze follows the refraction to a dot of land, slowly growing closer or perhaps him to it.A fragment of the world as it once was.  It seems there are others within this bubble of existence.  Great ones I do imagine, drinkers of the Endless Falls, like I was bathed within its waters for eons untold.Approaching the edge of the island of land he recognizes the great elephantine warrior from the Bastion of Hope, the others however he cannot place.As his form splits the edge of the bubble, his feet come to rest upon the earth, and he walks, determined into the midst of the others as the dryad berates the middle aged woman.  A condescension that he did not appreciate."A Bringer of Life such as your Green Goddess is also a bringer of the storms and violence that ravages the skies and lands.  If you cannot see that, perhaps your vanity surpasses even this poor womans own sorrow."  Turning towards Rahveon, "I have seen thousands close to me pass over my years and this act of the gods compounds even that by a billion fold, add them to your litany good warrior if you wish but it is no longer the moment to mourn them."</blockquote>

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