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In the darkness of the night sky, a glittery form of golden dust appeared to glide through the air. Gold twists and turns its way into s large window that granted access into open room filled with strangers. Dust dispersed throughout corners as if it were blown, only to gather again near the entrance of the room itself. Elegantly, it clustered together. And almost magically, it became the figure of a man now sitting pleasantly on a fine silk chair to rest. One grand entrance, by a male of bright hair, red orbs, and other beautiful features.
"Is this where you all were hiding?"
Asking boldly to cut the ties of silence, his presence may have been a powerful one indeed; giving that first impression. It mattered if these commoners noticed him, for he is without master. No war to tie down the King of Heroes. To do as he pleased, a social interaction with those lowers than his own. Why not attend a social gathering for one night only?
