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May. 29th, 2020 02:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolariThoughts Before Bed
"When I was a child, my father used to carry me through the city on his shoulders. I've never seen such beauty. The city was eternal, its beauty eternal. We heard of the Grey Council, but the name was always spoken with awe and reverence. They held our world together. They were the peace promised by Valen; thousand years of peace among the three castes. I think of my beautiful city in flames, Lennier. The streets where I walked, the temples, the great crystal spires .. that sighed music whenever the wind touched them. I think of it, and I cry, Lennier."
"When I was a child, my father used to carry me through the city on his shoulders. I've never seen such beauty. The city was eternal, its beauty eternal. We heard of the Grey Council, but the name was always spoken with awe and reverence. They held our world together. They were the peace promised by Valen; thousand years of peace among the three castes. I think of my beautiful city in flames, Lennier. The streets where I walked, the temples, the great crystal spires .. that sighed music whenever the wind touched them. I think of it, and I cry, Lennier."
