Cysgod

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CYSGOD Small Blurb A shadow fading Now Burning herself into history Familiar Cysgod came to the clan, desperate for help. She was slowly vanishing, parts of her phasing in and out of reality. Thankfully, Sola had arrived weeks prior, and seemed able to help. Thus began the long, painful journey for this dragon, a road she is still on. The skilled mage was able to bind her here, using magic from the Shadowbinder of all deities. Still, if it works, it works. The result is that Cysgod's parts are still there, but they take on an ethereal appearance. During the time that Cysgod was being tended to, she lamented that she would never find her purpose and place. Talaith, who was empathetic towards her pain, took her in as a scribe. Cysgod thrived, blossoming into a very intelligent dragon. Now serving as the new Historian, she not only documents new events in the clan, but seeks to find the few members of the clan that have been scattered to the wind.

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Sola calls it "Pheda'sanan." I hate it, whatever it is, but at least it is stable. Even now I can see my writing through my hand, but I can still hold the quill all the same. That is what matters, I suppose.

Since my arrival, two other dragons have come with this illness. Seren was just a babe, fearful that whatever was affecting her would hurt others. She's such a sweetheart, if a little mysterious. Then there's Wyke. He's stern, but cares in his own ways. I will admit I have taken a fancying to him, though we have our moments. Still, I find his company good for me, even if I want to knock that smug smile off his **** lips.

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It is here where we scribe those we have lost, those that we seek.

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