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The featureless sand dunes seemed to stretch on endlessly in all directions, save one. In the southeast, two silver spires rose from the dust, surrounded by several smaller towers. The sunlight looked strange against their metallic surfaces, gleaming but not reflective, almost as if the light...

Late Morning Ruins Close to Mercuitie Zaathru Darien had drilled with his swords religiously since childhood. Father had insisted. One could never be too careful he would say. Recent events were proof enough of that. In just a few weeks his life had gone from stale and sedate to utter chaos...

Sky Temple, Zaathru The psychologist was a balding middle-aged man named Dr. Vancil. He was bland as far as humans went, with a forgettable face and a dull, droning voice, but his stellar reputation as a specialist in abnormal behaviors preceded him. Ever since he was unceremoniously teleported...