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Charbovari
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The imperious look on Sahm's face softened as he listened to Soleil meekly admit her fear of darkness. When she asked whether he would accompany her to her quarters, the dreamweaver, for once, found himself tongue-tied. "Well... good heavens, Soleil, there's nothing to be afraid of in the night. In fact, nothing could be sweeter than the cool blanket of darkness that envelops and protects us as we sleep. But if it would be a comfort to you... " Sahm's eyes narrowed as he thought of the nocturnal festivities and twisted dreamcrafting he would miss out on, by virtue of being on what amounted to babysitting duty for his sister of the sun. But at the same time, the compassion he felt for her--a new and odd feeling indeed--moved him to agree.
Sahm looked at the Terran Worldsphere one last time for the night. He imagined fondly the orcish and human devotees he would begin to accumulate, as the chosen prophets sang stories of his praise, when the sunrise woke them from their divinely-inspired dreaming. Something wicked flashed across his eyes as he began to plan how he could gradually mold his people in his image, lead them to give themselves over to moon-lit mysteries, pleasure and debauchery... Though the industrious followers of Mammon, with their devotion to hard work and responsibility, would be a problem in this endeavor. Sahm cursed the deal he made with Mammon under his breath.
With a luxuriant yawn accompanied by a flourish of wings, the boy's eyes turned down the passageway where Soleil had departed. He solemnly set off down the path, tentatively approaching the doorway to her chamber. He stepped in, and was flabbergasted by the radiance of her well-appointed room, decorated as it was with flowing fountains and elegant china, and painted in brilliant colors. "Rather bright in here, isn't it?" he said with a laugh. "I can't imagine how you could be afraid of the darkness here... My sleeping place is purposefully devoid of anything that reflects light at all," he mused. Sahm walked up to Soleil's bed, leaning casually against one of its elaborately-carved bedposts, and watched her closely from above. The girl continued to toss and turn, her eyes closed, but apparently not anywhere near succumbing to sleep. After a few moments, Sahm moved wordlessly, sitting on the edge of the bed beside her. He felt Soleil tremble and shift ever so subtly towards him. Sahm wrapped an arm around the back of her head, a heavy black wing over the front of her body, and dozed off with the girl in his embrace.
Sahm looked at the Terran Worldsphere one last time for the night. He imagined fondly the orcish and human devotees he would begin to accumulate, as the chosen prophets sang stories of his praise, when the sunrise woke them from their divinely-inspired dreaming. Something wicked flashed across his eyes as he began to plan how he could gradually mold his people in his image, lead them to give themselves over to moon-lit mysteries, pleasure and debauchery... Though the industrious followers of Mammon, with their devotion to hard work and responsibility, would be a problem in this endeavor. Sahm cursed the deal he made with Mammon under his breath.
With a luxuriant yawn accompanied by a flourish of wings, the boy's eyes turned down the passageway where Soleil had departed. He solemnly set off down the path, tentatively approaching the doorway to her chamber. He stepped in, and was flabbergasted by the radiance of her well-appointed room, decorated as it was with flowing fountains and elegant china, and painted in brilliant colors. "Rather bright in here, isn't it?" he said with a laugh. "I can't imagine how you could be afraid of the darkness here... My sleeping place is purposefully devoid of anything that reflects light at all," he mused. Sahm walked up to Soleil's bed, leaning casually against one of its elaborately-carved bedposts, and watched her closely from above. The girl continued to toss and turn, her eyes closed, but apparently not anywhere near succumbing to sleep. After a few moments, Sahm moved wordlessly, sitting on the edge of the bed beside her. He felt Soleil tremble and shift ever so subtly towards him. Sahm wrapped an arm around the back of her head, a heavy black wing over the front of her body, and dozed off with the girl in his embrace.