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Message: <blockquote data-quote="97mg" data-source="post: 7368824" data-attributes="member: 6799460">Interlude: Emma - Colors CombinedFifteen years ago - The Year of The FeatherShe was beautiful despite her misery, stood at the cliff’s dizzying summit with tears streaming down her face. One at a time like droplets of rain, they collided upon vertical black stone, on a long and dangerous journey to meet with the boiling sea below.But the anger in those distant waves was nothing compared to her sense of loss. It had taken the worst of grief and despair to bring her here, to admire where the blue of an uncharted sea met with a same colored and cloudless sky. Only in having something torn from you, did you appreciate that which was always there.They’d hung her beloved sister just some hours ago, after a lengthy flesh-leeching imprisonment followed by a swift trial. The evidence was indefensible. Rumors had been spreading for months, of how the young lady had been victim to a robbery gone wrong. In the dead of night, an intruder had pinned her down whilst another searched the simple Kalarian home from top to toe. They hadn’t expected to find a collection of old scrolls within a lockbox beneath her bed. In fact, they probably didn’t even know what they were looking at. The dazzling color of several gems though, those they knew and feared too well.The intruders had been released from the law office prison block with little more than a warning. A promise to end their ways of urban theft. Emma’s sister though, her sentence brought the ultimate price. Life.If only Emma had known, or seen the signs, or been there that night. No reminiscing was going to change things now. The guilt had plans to stick around.Taking in a deep breath, she stepped right to the edge of the cliff, sending a small patch of loose earth tumbling down into a salty oblivion. In that second she remembered a fleeting moment of childhood. Her older sister stroking her cheek with a finger, saying, “we will be always together, you and I. We are the same blood. I am the black, the yellow and the red. You are the blue and the green, the glinting wash of white.”It hadn’t made sense back then. Now however, Emma could almost feel it. There was something else… out there in this world. A greater reason. An energy untapped. A delicious and addictive song that barely an ear could hear. It chimed to her now, a tinkling sense of purpose and amazement as she flung herself out into the air. Her last breaths were of seawater, and her last thoughts were the hues of a stone’s reflected light.</blockquote>

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