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"I dunno, what're you doin' dreamin'?"

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Granite blinked awake, unsure how much time had passed since his fainting spell. It didn't take long for him to remember all that had happened. The storm, the withergeists, the burst of light and then... nothing. He took a look at his surroundings. The cobblestones were still slightly damp and his miscloak was soaked with rainwater. It felt heavy on his back as he got up to his feet. The village he was in was deathly quiet. The withergeists had not been kind to this area. In fact, they had all seemed to be going the same way when he was fighting them. As if the village was simply another stop on their way to... somewhere. 

Granite turned around. In the distance stood a mountain. And... at the top.... He squinted. It was as if the top of the mountain was smudged. It didn't look quite right. Curious, he burned bronze. He had read about his powers. Seen his uncle use them. Nothing he had seen or heard had told of the things he could sometimes manage to do with his gifts. When the blue woman, his so-called Aunt Sophie, had come about a year ago, his metals had reacted strangely, particularly his bronze. Sophie had called herself a Narrator. And supposedly, his mother had been one too. Something strange was going on in this world of his. And Granite wanted desperately to find out what it was. 

The blurred mountain top slowly began to clear up. He burned his bronze a little harder and the odd illusion melted away, allowing him to see... darkness. It hung over the rocky formation like a cloud. It seemed faded though, as if part of it had been washed away. Still, it was not yet gone. And, strange as it was, he could swear he saw a faint blue glow, emanating from up there. It seemed to stand in defiance of the blackness. Suddenly, Granite felt an overwhelming desire to go up there and find out what was happening. No longer would he let himself be kept in the dark. He needed to find his mother. He needed to find the truth.

Granite checked on his metals. He didn't have much of anything left. But maybe... He checked his belt. Most of his vials were gone, but there were two left... One held more bronze and the other had a small quantity of both iron and steel. He grinned. Perfect. He downed the bottle, threw it to the ground, and dropped a coin, launching himself through the rest of the village and toward the mountain...

Edited by Shard of Thought
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I mean... he did just hit his head. *sigh* Okay, I guess...

Granite paused, slowing his flight and landing on the ground. He hadn't seen Rose in a long time. What the storms was she doing here? He ran up to her. "Rose?"

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