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[leicesters]

Hey there, friends! I have a little poem I wrote for you. Yes, you.

[Well, he actually wrote it for Merlin, but who's nitpicking? He reaches for a piece of paper he composed his masterpiece on, clears his throat, and recites:]

My magic is green,
But also dark,
After hearing my terrible poetry
Are you feeling a little spark?

... No? [There's a lingering grin on his face, before he screws up the paper and tosses it over his shoulder.] Oh well! I'll think of something catchier next time.

Anyway, now that I've got your attention, I just wanted to let everyone know that earlier last month, me and a couple of pals did a little exploring in the desert on the north side of the island. It was a long journey, but eventually we found what I can only call a huge whirlpool of sand.

I would have loved to have gotten closer to see what was causing it, but the sandstorms around it were way too strong. My guess has to be some powerful being hiding inside it, or maybe some strong magics were cast on the area to keep out intruders. For now, it's a dead end.

It did get me wondering, though: has anyone done any exploring of their own around the island? What did you find?

Comments

[sereneadherent]

Uncle...?

[Why is Marianne still being surprised by all of these revelations? She really ought not to be, especially after the conversation she and Flayn had after the Hall of Mirrors. But the words somehow still hit her like a bag of rocks.]

Yes, of course Saint Macuil would be your uncle.

[She also can't quite let the liturgy go, even if she pointedly still calls Flayn by the name she always has.]

[notcethleann]

Indeed he is! And Indech, as well. It is a terrible shame that when you met the Wind Caller, he was at his least hospitable. Perhaps when we return to Fodlan, I shall take you to meet them both properly.

[sereneadherent]

That's a very kind offer, Flayn. I would be honored.

[No big deal, just a girl taking her friend to meet her family.]

[notcethleann]

Then let us call it a plan! I am certain Claude would wish to come with us as well.

[And yet somehow, the tenor of that suggestion doesn't seem to have changed.]

[sereneadherent]

I don't believe he would forgive us if we went without him!

[Just Deer being pals. Nothing to read into here.]

I look forward to it.

[notcethleann]

As do I!

[Then she sends a text message, too, and all it says is:]

🦌🐉

[leicesters]

Yeah, he's a child of the goddess, just like the rest. I first figured it out when I noticed the Crest Stone on the Wind Caller's head, but I wasn't completely sure until Flayn confirmed it.

[read: sorry for not cluing you in sooner on that one, marianne]

[sereneadherent]

That does make sense, now that you mention it.

[read: no worries, she's used to it]

It still is taking some getting used to, having to relearn how everything related to the Church actually is...

[leicesters]

I can imagine. A lot of revelations blew my mind when I first discovered them, so I can only imagine what it must be like for anyone who grew up with it all.

To be honest, I had suspicions about a lot of things way back at the Academy, when I first found a drawing of the Immaculate One, and Seteth confiscated it. Even I couldn't have guessed just how crazy the truth really was, though.