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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
xxx
P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
Michael Leunig. The Curly Pyjama Letters.

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This time, Janius' wall showed some cracks. He began to blink near the end of Julan's response. In a pause, his eyes went to Aurana, who did not return the look. Looking back to Julan, Janius grabbed the sides of his seat and lifted himself to a stand. "Excuse me, son. I have to speak with your mother for a moment."

Janius took steps to the door. He caught Kaleeth's eye as he passed, almost pleading away from Julan's senses. He opened the door and exited the room without looking at anyone else.

Aurana was still looking at the fire. With her head turned away, she mumbled quietly enough that she thought only Julan could hear her. "Even if he says no, I'm really glad I met you all." Her last words choked up. She was desperately keeping herself from sobbing.

@Malchivo Not that I know of. You can only link to particular posts, not bits of a post.


Abridged History of the Hain as a Species:




"If my hammer still swings, the world can be shaped!"



@Muttonhawk Question, should I mention somewhere in Thacel's sheet that he has that and if so where?


Sure. Just throw it in somewhere near the top. Probably easiest to link to the sword's sheet from Thacel's sheet until 'everything can be put on the wiki'.

I keep my creation sheets here so I don't have to deal with the image-flooded character tab too much. All of Toun's creations are there.
I had a bit of time while we were cleaning up the last details of the Thacel collab, so here's the sheet for his new toy:


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>Amartia
>Exiled
Lif is going to try and kill him dead.


Janius had his eyes on Julan. He patiently let the boy finish while he kept still in his seat. Janius had plenty of patience for Julan, even under this kind of stress. His response was calm and sympathetic. "I understand what you are saying, son. The matter is not whether I like my father or not -- I would help Aurana either way." He lowered his voice. "You have not met your grandfather Remus. You do not know him like I do. He is a sharp man, but he does not enjoy being proven wrong, least of all by myself. I cannot see our speaking together resulting in anything more than walking away disliking one another more than we did before, with no benefit to Aurana's life."

Meanwhile, Aurana was looking into the fire with a sad frown and redness in her eyes.

Rhazii's eyes were darting between Julan and Janius. He breathed in to retort and quickly backed off. He cleared his throat to play off his drawn attention.
With every group that joins the battle
The resulting collab takes one month longer to write

In the grim darkness of far Amestris, there is only war.
"There are loads of things I want to do," Aurana said, leaning her chin on her hand in quiet annoyance. "I've always wanted to go out and play and have friends, and all that. They don't let me. Even if I say the stuff that you just said, Julan. The only friend I have is Jatinha and the other servants. I like them, but I don't even get much time with them with all the work they do."

Janius stopped tapping his thumb on his hand. "What Kaleeth says makes sense. They had this idea of what they wanted me to be." He shook his head. "Turned out I wasn't. Or, at the very least, I didn't know what I wanted."

"That doesn't make it fair!" Aurana retorted.

"Yes, I know, I thought the same thing," Janius clarified. "About my situation back then as well as yours right now. You shouldn't be cooped up by them any more than they should try to control where your life is going to go."

Aurana looked away, diverting her own emotions from the others. "Can't you talk to them? I know they want you back. Maybe they won't keep me locked up if you talk to them. They won't listen to me."

Janius hesitated. He stopped to draw a lengthy sigh. "Aurana." He rubbed at one eye, trying to keep his anger at his parents internal. "Look, if I could talk to them at all, I would demand that they give you more freedom, but...well. I would not assume so quickly that they would listen to me." He looked up at the ceiling, breathing in through his mouth. "Father and myself were not on the best of terms by the time I left. I was a constant disappointment to him for years. I was a burden to him and he hated me for it. I can't honestly say I miss the man. Or mother, to be frank. She was always absent." He rolled his head forward again. "There are a number of reasons why I cannot just walk right back in there, but those are the main ones."
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