They stand on the beach watching a planet move through the heavens. A purple sea ripples along the shore. Lerrind wraps his strong arms around Erasbin, who rests her head back on his chest. Cain squeezes Dayleth's hand, their fingers intertwined, each knowing the quiet calm of Nithausa. Terra sinks slowly in a dark sky, casting blue and white reflections upon shimmering water. Soon the land of mortals touches the horizon, spreading its light over a sea with no waves.
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Swordborn
FantasyDíaday is growing up fast, too fast, and nobody knows why. In hopes of slowing the aging process, Erasbin delivers her into Coral's care, to live in human society, form childhood bonds, and experience the marvels of Terra before youth becomes a fade...
