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The shadow of a tree darkened. Slowly becoming darker and darker to the point it seemed to be as dark as the void in between the stars. From it, a hooded god emerged. The god slowly lowered his hood. It had been a long while since he had gone to the island. He doesn't remember coming to his hall ever since the incident with that pesky forest god. She wasn't all that bad though.

He looked about, simply walking towards his hall. He saw halls of all kinds on his way... certainly many wouldn't be coming back. And those who were, may not be coming any time soon. He stood in front of it, it was as if the hall had been carved into an endless onyx block. The floor was rougher than usual, the walls were cracked... and deep inside the hall. It was as empty as always however. Just a quiet, dark room. That one quiet and dark room he repeat enough times that others shouldn't make noise into. He sighed... being the only own allowed to make any noise there, it was all perfectly fine. The 'room' however, was as vast as it always was, maybe slightly smaller, but nothing that he cared. He favored place was still as he was, then again, anywhere quiet within the room was his favored place.

He spent sometime in the room, wandering until its ends, and back until he was out of the hall. This time he had a purpose to be there. He was known for avoiding the politics of Charybdis often enough, only coming at times to note that if someone wished to harm Acruan they should think twice, or more, before taking action. While that made him lose some lands for mostly fighting alone, he also got to be known as one who didn't start wars. 

At least, that was how he was known until the god of a forest by his kingdom came into his hall asking for help against some other god to the east of him. Acruan was larger at the time, stretching until beyond its eastern mountains. The goddess had chosen, the wrong moment, place and person to ask for help however. Not only he did not help her, but the whole forest was cursed with what was called [i]The Curse of Eternal Silence[/i]. No birds sang, animals grew confused... and her fledgling nation was destroyed not soon after.

He walked to the central room. Not truly surprised to see that there were already others there. That Goddess of Fortune... of the most perfectly brief conversations, and that young god of the east. While his nation truly had little to do with the nation of sands and gold far to the southeast of his own, Acruan was not too far from Horus. If Acruan was still as big as it once was, they may even have their own conflicts... but it was far smaller nowadays. "I see that, there others here already. My most sincere greetings, to the two of you." And yes, they were sincere however pained he was for having to say them.
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Acruan was as it always was. Warriors still had their fancy competitions to see who was the better at using a sword. Merchants still sold their wares in markets while pondering trade with foreigners. Scholars were still had their eyes upon books and scrolls. And the people still went on through their daily lives. Nothing had changed. Nothing ever changes in Acruan, is what the old saying was. It was because even with the loss of half a country once upon the time, people weeped... but then lived on. Holding no grudges was something any exemplary Acruani tried to do, especially those of the current Ruling House and the Council members.

From time to time, however, any Acruani from the Capital who went to the eastern mountains would ask themselves, 'will this be ours in my lifetime?' But then they would look to the west as always. It wasn't the right time yet. It is never the right time.