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The sky is a deep grey threaded with red. Thunder rumbles in the distance, and now and then you can almost make out the sounds of clashing steel somewhere high above. Aaron is sitting perched on the edge of a castle's ledge, high above the ground, staring out. He's half-dressed, wearing white pants that seem to shine no matter the dirt of the castle, and form his back there can be seen two pure, white wings that flutter now and then, resting against his flesh in a relaxed manner.
While calm, surprisingly so, the sounds of battle, barely hidden by the rumble of thunder seem to drift downwards, worrying him visibly. He glances over his shoulder, as if waiting for someone...but no one comes. A black pegasus paws at the ground nervously, peering over the ramparts now and then as if also waiting for some signal. Aaron shows no interest in him, glancing up now and then with a heavy sigh.
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While calm, surprisingly so, the sounds of battle, barely hidden by the rumble of thunder seem to drift downwards, worrying him visibly. He glances over his shoulder, as if waiting for someone...but no one comes. A black pegasus paws at the ground nervously, peering over the ramparts now and then as if also waiting for some signal. Aaron shows no interest in him, glancing up now and then with a heavy sigh.
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