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[aslandish]

[The recording begins in silence, and for a moment, the only thing to be heard is the faint splash of waves against the seashore and (maybe) the sound of footfalls, heavy against the sand. Finally, a Voice speaks, as warm and vibrant as a summer's day.To everything, there is a season. From the rising of the Sun to the going down of the same,

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[todomarishi]

Purposes don't always last...

[That's more of a tentative mumble than a real argument.]

What does it matter if the Light's still shining if no one can see it?

[aslandish]

Some things are timeless.

[Again, waves roll against the same.]

The knowledge that it's there.

voice, as was the above;

[todomarishi]

A lot of things aren't. Or... shouldn't be.

[The more he talks, the more uneasy he finds himself becoming. Like a child again, somehow.]

It's hard to be sure something's there if you can't see it. Or feel it. And even if you know it's there... It's not like it can do you any good if you're too far away to reach it, right?

voice forevah~

[aslandish]

[Jesus Lion tends to have this effect on people. In the same warm, summery tones as before:] Would you change to make it closer?

[todomarishi]

Does destroying the Darkness that's getting in the way of the Light bring it closer? ... Sorry. You must be new here and I'm bothering you with pointless questions.

[aslandish]

I am new, and I am not.

If you seek in earnest and reach with all your might, the Light will come to you. Sometimes, one must face the deepest Darkness before the Light can shine through.

[todomarishi]

You've been here before? Is that what you mean?

Sounds like you know a lot about the Light, sir.

[aslandish]

I have been to many places. I know of many others.

We are well-acquainted.

[todomarishi]

Who are you... if you don't mind me asking?

[aslandish]

[Neither soft nor loud, but very large and very deep:]

Myself.

[todomarishi]

... Yeah, I'm... myself, too? My name's Terra. Do you have a name? Or what do people call you?

[aslandish]

I am the King of the Wood.

Aslan.

[todomarishi]

A king familiar with the Light, huh?

Welcome to Siren's Port, King Aslan. Or welcome back?

[aslandish]

In a sense.

Thank you for the welcome.

[todomarishi]

Have you found your apartment yet? I don't know if the greeters warned you, but this place can be pretty dangerous at night.