OverconfidentMagi
Laugh Like You've Won Always
God of Silver
The day's first light broke over the tops of the mountains on the Island of Val.
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A young woman's head appeared from beneath the surface of the bay. She looked around to spot the boat she'd come out on. Pulling herself back up onto the boat, she shook her head in reply to the questions from the boy on the boat. He shrugged and began to paddle the boat to another location as she twisted the salt water out of her hair.
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The city of Vallingard was woken by the deep booming tones of massive bells to the East celebrating the arrival of the morning hours once again.
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A young man asleep in a massive white plush bed finally opened his eyes. He yawned, rolled himself towards the edge of the mattress, and reached for a ring from the table beside his bed before throwing back the sheets.
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A woman wiped the sweat and dust from her eyes and looked up at the still-rising sun. She went back to work digging the trench she'd been working on since before dawn and started to whistle a simple tune as she did so.
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A knight covered head to toe in heavy armor stood silently as an impenetrable blizzard raged about him. He turned slowly and moved onward without leaving any sign of his passing.
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An elf let loose an arrow over a stream running deep in the woods. The arrow dipped into the water and pierced the side of a fish. A bright orange dragonfly-like creature darted up the river to grab the arrow and fish in one motion and dart away between the trees on the other side of the river. The elf lowered his bow and nodded in respect before picking up his arrow from the day before and turning back the way he'd come.
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Two elves lay together in embrace on the shores of the Feylake, one asleep, the other at peace listening to the gentle beatings of a heartbeat and the surf almost in sync. The morning sun warmed her back, but it would have to be more persistent to move the blitheful elves.
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A human girl watched from a window of the tower as an elf practiced swinging his blade over and over again. He felt her watching, for he turned and gave the girl a bow before returning to his ritual. In return she only gave a gentle smile. An older male elf oversaw their exchange from atop the keep's outer wall. His fist clenched tighter, and he turned to watch outward.
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A lone dwarf in his forge folded the heated steel before him for the hundredth time, showing no sign of nearing completion. So focused was he on his work that it was doubtful that he'd noticed that it was a new day.
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Four massive smooth black stone walls enclosed a small grassy courtyard. The grass waved as if moved my a gentle wind, though no such wind should have existed inside the enclosed place. A single tree grew within the courtyard.
As the sun's light began to make its way down the inner wall of the courtyard it revealed a large circular pattern carved into the stone. Each of the other four walls had the same pattern. Another gust of wind filled the space.
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