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The Lonely Guardian
Cast adrift alone to endlessly Guard. That which the gods have left entirely unmarred. Endowed with gifts enough to reach the stars. Limited only by his inner scars. For although this lonely figure be ready and able. His inner goings are anything but stable. Chaos and order fight tooth and nail. Seeking to be the one to finally prevail. However balance rules all and to this he is but a slave. For divergence from its path will take him straight to the grave. But fate his mistress will not grant him this end. And to her he will always have to depend. That which he protects is a most precious jewel. Its scarcity can be called naught but cruel. For the Guardian is of the jewel, and it of him. Either may cause each to forever become dim. The chaos inside him seeks this thing most dark. But order be watchful, ready to light a spark. Perpetual sustainment is his curse and joy. For in many ways the guardian is just a boy. Young and curious he casts wistful glances above. Staring deep into the speckled darkness full of love. For although the guardian is forced to wait and dream. His heart is bursting at the seam. To leave his lonely, troubled post. This is what he wants the most.
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