Relocation
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October 13 of the Year 349
Salamando's Day
The scent of wildflowers and plants permeates throughout the small clearing, overpowering the senses. So much flora surrounding a small spring, filled with clear flowing water. The lilting melodies of native birds, the stiff percussion of rustling greenery, and the chirps of colorful insects meld together to form a harmonious composition. Dense, untamed foliage insulates this small portion of natural beauty from a large clearing, which itself is barely visible through the towering trees. "This place... it's perfect..."
Glancing about his surroundings, a smile forming on his lips as he takes it all in, plans forming in his mind, the next steps playing themselves out. He throws back his head and lets out a laugh, feeling the rays of the mid- day sun beat down upon his face. "This... could actually work!"
"And just what, exactly, could work?"
The man turns to the leader of his skeletal generals, a smile on his face.
"The birth of a new fountain. Your new home... -OUR- new home."