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[i]David looked out to the stars as he stood in his ketch and wondered, what other worlds has the Darkness consumed. How many have had the gift of the light? Is there anyone else out there? Adara sleeps in a guest quarters he made specifically for such an occasion, and Xel reads one of the many books there are in a small library David ordered his underlings to make. His fallen subjects aren't accustomed to the strange ways of a dead soldier, but however they most follow the word of the kell, in this instance, David. After a long and difficult conversation between his lifelong partners, they reluctantly accept the fallen, and treat them as allies. Equals? No. Not yet. The fallen are as skeptical as the guardians are, but the word of the kell is absolute. David sees a WARSAT tumbling through the vaccum of space and thinks of the golden age relics he has in his own quarters. He continues to stare into the unknown, wondering. [/i] (Open)