A Pause in the Storm...
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One evening, the perpetual rain clears over the Collinswood, revealing a night sky of purest beauty. Without the lights of Eveningstar polluting them, the stars shine like diamond dust over midnight brocade.
Some people say they heard an eagle cry and saw a single bird flying across the stars. Some say they saw a group of savages carrying corpses between them - others wondered if the Purple Dragon Knights had started to invade. Some say that the spirit that resided within that druidic graveyard had finally given up, and others speak of shadows dancing in the twilight, the sort of shadows that sap the strength from a man's soul.
When the dawn finally breaks, gold and purple fingers reaching out to light the world in glory, the rain returns to the Collinwood, though what that might mean and who or what might have, for that briefest of unscarred evenings, seen fit to part the sky itself remains a mystery.