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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Serpenteye" data-source="post: 345721" data-attributes="member: 1492">Whatever day the meeting is being held.The sun was rising over the bay, its golden rays illuminating the slums and palaces of Otusan Uchi, chasing away the dark. He looked out over the city with a glass of fine wine in his hand, reflecting upon the future. He had chosen a difficult path and there was much to consider. The rising sun cast shadows, hiding in pits and alleys, lurking, waiting for night to fall and another sunrise to follow. Could a victory of light or dark ever be final? When sets the sun? With a melancholic sigh he turned away. The sun would set when he allowed it to.He walked back into the palace, trading courtesies with his aides and courtiers, and walked alone into the imperial throne room. A great circular table, exotic woods set with the emblem of the imperial office, dominated the room. The throne, resplendent on its dais, stood against the far wall. He sat down at a chair by the table, directly in front of the throne, facing the door, and waited.</blockquote>