Guests Cum First Ch. 04

Something in Mikal relaxed and sighed at the hug and the formal parting. Like some great conflict had been resolved. Smiling as Xanthus released him from the hug, he turned and walked out of the room, headed for a shower.

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Xanthus looked back over his shoulder at the mountain behind him. The lake at his feet murmured softly as it lapped the pristine white beach. A breeze ruffled his hair softly, like a parting caress. Smiling to himself, he pulled a small set of what were known as pan pipes from beneath his forest green cloak, and playing a hauntingly playful little tune, set out across the surface of the lake, his feet leaving no impression as he vanished into the glare of the rising sun.

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