Alabaster Kane notices this strange garden as he walks along the road, headed for the mighty peaks in the distance. He whispers a dweomer under his breath, and a pale flower appears, pinched between his index finger and thumb. He places it near the dead rose and smiles as it sinks into the moist earth and begins to glow softly. A soft smile appears on his faces, slightly off due to the drooping on the left side of his face, left over from a stroke many years before. He whispers once more, this time a prayer to his goddess of the moon. He then turns and wanders down the road, feeling a sense of joy that keeps him going despite the dark road ahead.
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Alabaster Kane notices this strange garden as he walks along the road, headed for the mighty peaks in the distance. He whispers a dweomer under his breath, and a pale flower appears, pinched between his index finger and thumb. He places it near the dead rose and smiles as it sinks into the moist earth and begins to glow softly. A soft smile appears on his faces, slightly off due to the drooping on the left side of his face, left over from a stroke many years before. He whispers once more, this time a prayer to his goddess of the moon. He then turns and wanders down the road, feeling a sense of joy that keeps him going despite the dark road ahead.