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The night sky was moonless and littered with stars. The Milky Way shown, a band of light arching across the heavens. Conri hovered just above the parapet, looking over the landscape. So much had changed since he had died. The ways of the world were different. The wheels of time had turned far.
He gazed over the world below him. The starlight creating a mystical landscape below him, there was a timelessness to it that, had Conri had a heart, it would have pulled it greatly. He recalled his time. A time of mystery. But such a time was gone now, Conri had been stalking the corridors, watching the inhabitants of the castle. This castle, which had been so rudely placed atop his home, was a miniature example of the world. It was a learned place, brought in the light from the darkness.
He gazed over the world below him. The starlight creating a mystical landscape below him, there was a timelessness to it that, had Conri had a heart, it would have pulled it greatly. He recalled his time. A time of mystery. But such a time was gone now, Conri had been stalking the corridors, watching the inhabitants of the castle. This castle, which had been so rudely placed atop his home, was a miniature example of the world. It was a learned place, brought in the light from the darkness.