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[iwithoutaname]

As some of you may remember, I like to collect children's stories. Just this past day or so I found a book in Folkehaven which Ms. Nina Fortner kindly translated for me only this afternoon. But this evening I met a young man in a cafe, and he told me another. It was about a prince and princess, each bright as the sun

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voice. 1/2

[excarnates]

[ . . . WHAT THE HELL KIND OF STORIES ARE YOU READING, MAN. ]

voice.

[excarnates]

Some stories are easier to tell than others.

[ case in point!! ]

Voice | OMG THAT MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD.

[iwithoutaname]

I'm afraid that's true.

[A little laugh.]

Well, it wasn't my story, anyway. I do wonder where it came from.

Voice | HAHAHA /inserts commentary forever derp derp . . .

[excarnates]

So it's a story from this world?

Voice | You know, the sad thing is he made this story up on the spot.

[iwithoutaname]

Hm. I guess it must have been. I didn't think to ask.

Voice | GJ JOHAN. way to fuel altair's paranoia, buddy.

[excarnates]

I see.

[ cue an abrupt pause where altair shuffles around the area for a paper and pen. it's silent for a moment as he writes the story down by memory in messy, cluttered arabic.

BECAUSE IF IT'S FROM THIS WORLD, IT'S WORTH REMEMBERING for intense psychotic analysis.

and then, awkwardly, while he's writing, ]

-- Thank you. For sharing it.

Voice | HE'S GLAD TO HAVE HELPED :D NO SERIOUSLY HE IS.

[iwithoutaname]

Really, I don't mind at all. I'm happy to help.

Voice | he is so bad at polite conversation :(

[excarnates]

May I ask for your name?

Voice | Johan's good enough at it for both of them!

[iwithoutaname]

Of course. I'm Ingel.

And you... Altair? Didn't you return to life some time ago?

Voice |

[excarnates]

Eighteen days ago, yes.