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Far from the festival grounds, the boy wanders.  He walks in the darkness of the Night Court, but there is no fear in his step.  Instead, Pan is off on another adventure, following where his journey takes him, a jaunty dance in his step.  The boy is entranced by the idea of this festival, of adventure awaiting him at every turn… and he wants it all.  Oh, the beautiful whimsy of it – Pan is drunk from the overwhelming drowning of his senses of the pleasures of the party.  But the crisp night air is sobering as he makes his way to the lake, drawn down the path of gilded wood toward the water once more.

The vendors call to him, and he wants it all – the henna, the necklace, and the shell.  He passes through their tents, eyeing their wares and bartering bits of his treasures from deep within his satchel for their wares.  In the tent with the tattoo lady, he stops to watch a beautiful pink mare, pushing her coin brazenly across to the artist with a daring sort of grin.  The boy offers his own smile to her in return, creeping closer as curiosity sparks and he settles to watch the artist at work.

What are you going to get?  He asks, wondering what design he should ask for next.  As the painter settles with his ink and brush, the boy presses closer, seemingly unaware (or uncaring) of the decorum of personal space.  He is not pushy though – certainly an affable and unimposing type… so she would know him as he was, simply a curious child with no ulterior motive.

I’m Pan, by the way… and I have a mark too!  He turned, showing her the compass which seemed an iridescent shade of cerulean blue.  Long ago, he’d acquired the mark from the water god Selke, though this too had faded from his memory.  Instead of remembering where it had come from, he simply accepts that he was born with the mark… or that it had come to him in some other way.  In this strange place, with his magic long abandoned, the mark is dormant against his skin.  It does not spin, it does not glow – it simply exists as a testament to the lost boy of Ravos, now found – but still somehow lost to time.

Pan
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a temple by the sea - by Euryale - 12-06-2018, 12:01 AM
RE: a temple by the sea - by Pan - 01-20-2019, 05:33 AM
RE: a temple by the sea - by Euryale - 01-21-2019, 01:23 AM
RE: a temple by the sea - by Pan - 01-21-2019, 03:49 AM
RE: a temple by the sea - by Euryale - 02-22-2019, 04:48 PM
RE: a temple by the sea - by Pan - 02-27-2019, 02:11 PM
RE: a temple by the sea - by Euryale - 03-03-2019, 09:45 PM
RE: a temple by the sea - by Pan - 03-13-2019, 10:21 AM
RE: a temple by the sea - by Euryale - 08-11-2020, 07:58 PM
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