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[elloran]

Strange. One would have thought I would be used to the new wonders they create for my enjoyment. Certainly one should be able to see beauty and art in everything - especially something a great craftsman has made. And after two hundred years in the Inquest, one would think I could no longer be disturbed by anything.

Yet this new fog-form is disquieting. I rather dislike the shade of yellow.

I shall ask Sajit to find something more pleasant for me to see. Something less...odd. Still. How silly of me to be afraid of something so meaningless!

Comments

[hok-ton.livejournal.com]

Tch. You take too much for granted, old friend. My warning is genuine, even if my challenge is not. Simply because you do not know of the threat does not mean that it isn't real.

[ton-elloran.livejournal.com]

...I will consider your words carefully, then. But I worry that you are simply using me as another pawn again. Is it you who has given me this garish fog?

[hok-ton.livejournal.com]

No. But I know of it. I, too, was once gifted with it. It was...an unpleasant experience.