You glance down to see a slim silver disk in your right hand and nothing in your left hand.
>turn disk
Letting the silver disk dangle from your fingertips, you twist it and shadows upon its surface rotate, sending it flashing like a tiny moon cycling through its various waxing and waning cycles.
>glance casual
You casually glance around the area.
>look stars
It is too bright out to see the stars.
>wear disk
As you hang the silver disk around your neck, a gentle darkness floats out like a mantle from your shoulders, the disk twinkling where the folds of supple night meet like a clasp.
>tap disk
You gently rest a finger against the silver disk suspended around your neck and a sense of quiet fills your mind, stilling your thoughts. You close your eyes briefly in contemplation, and as you open them again, your surroundings are suffused with shadowed twilight.
>look stars
You gaze up into the sky and see a broad field of lights...
Eight dimly glowing stars form the two scalloped wings of a bat soaring into the darkness as it fades away.
>pull disk
You drag your hand gently over the gauzy folds of the mantle shrouding your shoulders, watching wisps of darkness trail about your fingertips.
>agree
You adopt an agreeable expression.
>turn disk
You pivot sharply on your heel, sending the gauzy folds of night billowing around you like a storm-driven tempest.
>stride west
You stride away, moving west.
switching viewpoints
>look
[Town Square, Garden Niche]
This small niche between two buildings has been neatly landscaped into a tiny garden, its careful mosaic of flagstones interspersed with patches of trimmed grass. A low stone bench rests along one vine-covered wall, and a patch of colorful violets surrounds a painted wooden barrel in one corner.
Obvious paths: east
>look lornon
You gaze up into the heavens scanning for the moon Lornon...
The fierce light of the sun drowns out any hope of seeing Lornon.
Keios just strode in.
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Night follows in Keios's wake, suffusing the surroundings in dusky twilight.
>look lornon
You gaze up into the heavens scanning for the moon Lornon...
Lornon continues her descent to the west as a thin sliver in the sky. Whorls of darker hue shift slowly across the icy disc, their rhythmic swirling nearly blending in completely with the blackness of the sky.
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-KEIOS
Keios is pretty amazing. ~Wyrom |