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Seanbhliana
A Legend of Old things Anew
In a dusty old tent surrounded by street lights and grander attractions, cramped between a ramen stand and a small ferris wheel for children, sits an old hag inside a crimson canvas pavilion. The interior walls are adorned with fine silks, large animal pelts and small bones from avians and canines alike, strange jewelry and rugged cloths, lit up only by two faint wax candles standing at the far end of the tent.
They rise from rusted candelabras standing on a table drenched in different satin tablecloths. One nightblue, another purple and a third scarlet - all of them blending into each other.
As you step forward the strong scent of incense sneaks into your nostrils and makes it both hard to breathe and see inside the already dimly lit space.
Behind the faraway table the old hag glares at you, and for some reason so bizarre, you and all your friends have found yourselves in here when there are so many other more interesting things out there. You're about to leave when the old woman speaks up.
"Come closer o' young ones. Let each yer destinies be unfolded so that ye can master yer own fates."
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