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A tale
This tale began years prior. A war devastating the lands, but we're getting ahead of our selves. This story truly begins in an alluring city. The city of freedom. Although it was ruled by a tyrant, freedom was truly out of reach by a fingertip.
There was once a boy. Oh how he wished to see the soaring birds.
"Fly fly away, like a bird in the sky. See the world on my behalf, To the heavens may you fly"
He once told me that song. I will never forget it. But at least my friend also heard it. She was like me, a spirit although she was a spirit of the moon and not the wind. The bard called her benevolent. It suited her well.
Benevolent and Barbatos.
Now they will both fly to the heavens. </3
-barbatos
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