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[daha_az_tanrica]

[Welcome to the beach. A beach with a clear, beautiful ocean and white sand. The kind of beach one might expect in pictures of a vacation resort. In the distance behind it is stands a grand city, her home and legacy. But the sun does not shine upon the beach. Night has taken over and the stars above are free to shine without a cloud to hinder them

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[moonlit_voice]

[Sin seems to appear on the shore, almost as if he was there to begin with. He's sitting on the sand, just where the waves can't reach him. And he's watching you Seth. When he speaks, his voice echoes slightly.] I wonder what you're thinking about...

[daha_az_tanrica]

[Normally the only time she hears an echoed voice it's never a good sign. So she whips around and stare at him, suspicious for a moment before it fades into a neutral gaze.]

Thoughts are something that tend to be private or so I've heard.

[moonlit_voice]

[He doesn't seem to mind her suspicion though. It's something he's used to if he's honest.] That depends if you'd be willing to share them or not. Judging from that smile though, I assume they are pleasant?

[daha_az_tanrica]

To a degree. [Since he doesn't seem like a potential threat she goes back to kicking the water around.] Memories are always fickle in the feeling they invoke.

[moonlit_voice]

Ah, memories... My favourite things to play with when it comes to weaving dreams. However, this one doesn't seem to be of my own creation. I wonder then just what is making it. [He seems to get lost in his own little cloud of thoughts, trying to formulate an answer.]

[daha_az_tanrica]

[His little thought cloud earns a chuckle.] That's because this is my creation. [And then a fond smile] This is my Empire.

[moonlit_voice]

Ah, then you are the creator? Well then, it is a pleasure to meet you... nameless one. [Always happy to meet those who create alongside him~]

[daha_az_tanrica]

I am. You may call me Augusta. What shall I call you my visitor?

[moonlit_voice]

Augusta. What a pretty name. You can call me Sin. Spirit of the Moon. At least in my own world.

[daha_az_tanrica]

A spirit? [Certainly goes against all of her beliefs to run into a spirit.] Well then, Sin, welcome to my Empire.

[moonlit_voice]

Thank you for the invitation. [He responds, even if he never actually received one.] I hope you don't mind if I steal some of your ideas for my own dreams.

[daha_az_tanrica]

I imagine not. This is the only place on this Earth that looks like this. Other cities in the Empire are beautiful too but...I spent a little more time on this place.