In the breast of the sky, I saw them gathered in flight, casting down
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their enveloping aura, as leaves would fall, it touched my every pore. The
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kindest words of echonian tongue no longer fell on deaf ears and I could
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feel their joy as it carried me into the clouds. And for six days and six
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nights, I was as they were... I too spoke in echonian tongue and sang the
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songs of Byzantium. As Midas had with touch, I was granted with a vision,
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as a gold world embraced me and kissed my soul. I was alive then.
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I Was Alive Then...
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| Arcane Sun |
