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... rion looked out at the world unfolding before his eyes.
One Thought, Pure Land was a world modeled after the real White Tower—beautiful like a painted picture.
— …
As a spirit of the wind, he could tell.
There was no intent of attack in the wind that brushed over each joint of his fingers.
Yet even this peaceful space could not quell the surging desire for destruction boiling inside Silmarion.
— Destroy.
That desire did not stem from reason ...
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