[Is there a moment of deja vu as the video cuts on to the sight of Irial laying on the ground on the shore of Lake Meridian? Only this time there is no cigarette, no smirk. The faery is flush, his eyes staring vacantly up at the sky. His arms are folded behind his head, wings hidden only because he is on his back. Irial hasn't bothered with a ( Read more... )