Threads of fire

"I have often wondered why there is so much sky, so many stars, planets, and empty space between." Galor, stretched out on his bedroll attempting to releive an elusive itch beween his shoulderblades as he spoke. " Nothing changes in the heavens,Tomas, and nothing stays the same on earth." Galor was a messenger from the magister of Teluride, and Tomas, his appointed guard.

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