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ame methods of bottling
them up and controlling them? Darynn wanted to find out.
"Y... yes, sir."
"Now then, I shall tell you another tale. This one comes from my
learning amidst the Megass, and of one special Megassi named Ryuchia."
In my twentieth year Thomorr called me an adult, told me he had no
more to teach me, and bade me go into the world to find my future. I had
no wish to leave, Aimee', for I loved him. Not just physically, although
certainly that phrasing-- "I loved him"-- had certainly come true by then.
I cried piteously. I wept for myself and I had learned to weep for
him, Aimee', because Satyrs have nothing but themselves and their passions.
Thomorr allowed himself no past, no future, nothing but the immediacies of
his present pleasures. And although I wished to stay in that Satyric haze
for all of my existence, I knew that he and I did not belong to the same
worlds. I needed to seek my destiny elsewhere.
He gave
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