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Memory Bound: Chapter 5The crimson moon had yet to leave the skies above. Suspended, waiting anxiously as it watched Volunis sit so quietly upon his cliff. Perched like a hawk about to descend the ignorant mice below. For hours he had been sitting still, legs crossed and fingers intertwined. Yet no matter how still he sat the chains that encased him so tightly refused to stop their incessant protests to him using the gift given to him. It would be rude not too. For decades, for centuries he had been trapped with no hope, yet here, now, the trinity celebration had begun, giving him a more than desired swell to his meager abilities. Now he had plenty of room to move and enact what needed to be done in the realm of humans, but as he sat so quietly working he was not unseen. Bennie, the naïve spectre that had unknowingly set things in motion floated just out of sight, doing as commanded, watching Volunis to give as detailed of a report as possible when called upon, but yet all he has seen Volunis do differeMemory Bound: Chapter 5 by ~ViridiVulpes
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