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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The803" data-source="post: 2019164" data-attributes="member: 23183">Meenah translates the turtles' chant:[sblock]Come forth, youngest ageless one,From crucible of births,From womb of Sea, with gaze of Sun,Your life-breath seeds the earths.Come forth, eldest hatchling wyrm,From wild space, shells, and flow,From fires cool, with fluids firm,Within you, new worlds grow.[/sblock]The clockwork child responds to Jurden with quiet certaintyThey are calling a new world into existence for their race, one of the first worlds of the new Creation.The honey-plain woman walks gracefully over to Andarin and sets a small crystal next to him.  She nods at him to continue playing and steps back.  The crystal slowly sprouts smoke-like tendrils that lift and move it.  It dances slowly to Andarin's music, responding rapidly to changes in the music.  The woman speaks in a voice nearly identical to the clockwork child's.Please continue; you play beautifully.  I am Sysente, this is Aphnan.  It takes you a moment to realize that she is talking about the dancing crystal, which briefly waves at you as it capers about.Sysente turns to the falcon-headed figure and gives him an impish look.  Reluctantly, he removes his headgear, revealing a face identical to hers, as if they were identical twins in all things but their sex.  He relaxes slightly, but does not step forward.Jurden feels a twinge of familiarity:[sblock]The man is an Angel; probably a deva of some sort, but greatly diminished, like the first bricks of a mighty temple that has yet to be built.  His stern gaze meets yours and there is a moment of grim understanding and recognition between you.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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