- Sitting on a branch, the elf was watching the stars when a puckish laugh suddenly startled him. He grabbed his bow and was about to aim at the intruder when he recognized the silhouette below. "Easy, old chap! " greeted him Clarity with a smile. "Come down from your oak and leave your stars. It's late and I wouldn't say no to a cup of your tea while we talk. "
The elf smiled, Clarity hadn't changed at all since two years. -
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