[ Wings brush against the dark edges of his mind, and a voice he does not recognize calls out. Without walls, he hears it loud and clear, quietly listening until the little speech is done. ]
(Hello! I don't believe I know your voice.)
[ Before any exchange of information can happen, shouldn't proper introductions be top of the order? There's a sense of this being overdue. ]
(Gildor Helyanwe of Esterport.)
[ Though he has no walls, his mental presence hovers at a safe distance, tentative and curious. A shadow black as a starless night, though warm like sunlight on skin. ]
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(Hello! I don't believe I know your voice.)
[ Before any exchange of information can happen, shouldn't proper introductions be top of the order? There's a sense of this being overdue. ]
(Gildor Helyanwe of Esterport.)
[ Though he has no walls, his mental presence hovers at a safe distance, tentative and curious. A shadow black as a starless night, though warm like sunlight on skin. ]