The Lost Islands
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i dream in phosphorescence

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The stallion had turned his head sharply toward the sound of a summons by the shorelin. It had a masculine tone to it, but thankfully Helios knew it wasn't Lucifer coming to wreak some other havoc. His hope was confirmed upon nearing the coastal swath of pale sands, his son Caesarion on his heels. Nahawi had come to visit once again.

The Arabian nimbly crossed the span of dunes between their position and the arriving pair. Helios had noticed the youth's form after identifying the older bay dun stallion. With a friendly laugh, the desert lord greeted his friend and ally warmly as he and his heir came to mee them. "Nahawi," he began, tones warm in his throat, "I'm so pleased you've come to visit us again. It does me good to see a friendly face!" The sentiment was genuine, and the sincerity of it would show plainly on the lines of his face. "How was your journey? And who is this strapping lad," he added jovially.

Helios


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