[center][color=A9A9A9] [h3] Lomen [/h3] [/color][/center]

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	[color=8dc73f]"They were born, they then lived, before they died. Death tulips meant to signify death we are sorry they died so soon.[/color] 

	It was after these words that Lomen saw a small window pop up in front of him with the curse. I didn't surprise him since blessings had been the same but the effect of it was immediate. In an instant a rush of information about death and its importance in life and as such how the cycle of life and death will continue on as long as at least one persists. For a moment he was shocked with both the massive information he had been given and at such a rapid pace. In it's wake was an unsettling feeling of being overshadowed by the grandeur of the forces that reside in the world he exists in. With this fresh in mind, a looming fear of death hung upon him, as if to say his days were numbered. 

	Within a few moments, Lomen took deep breaths to collect himself and consider the reality. Nothing had changed except for his knowledge of life and death. Death being the end of life, and life persisting after death. The reality that he was alive had not changed, the fact he had to force death upon creatures to live had not changed, and the fact that a nice breeze was comforting had not changed. As he recalled this he analyzed fear, being false evidence appearing real, not to be mistaken with danger. The danger of death was present but not to prevent the act of life. It is simply the end of it. What happens in life dictates how memorable both life and death is in the minds of the living.

	Seeing as their was still light outside, Lomen decided to ponder more as he hunted by the side of the wind and went to the cave's entrance. Seeing as grandpa goblin was busy with Zectoll, he decided it best to just make a comment to Kishi and Zectoll.

 	[color=A9A9A9]"I am going back out to hunt. If either of you want to join me you are welcome too. If not I will be heading out while their is still light in the day."[/color]

	He took a deep breadth in and enjoyed the breeze on his skin as it seemed to almost sooth the soul. He thanked the god of wind for helping him calm down, as well as the god of origin, life, and death for the knowledge, even if it was something that instilled some fear into his mind.

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[@Jangel13][@El Noche][@The 4 Winds]
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