The Dragon was too distraught at first to notice the appearance of the little purple light in the chamber.? But its presence was felt nonetheless, drawing his attention.? It was familiar somehow, though he couldn't say how.? Or why.? He took a step toward it, only to have it retreat, moving out of the chamber and into the adjoining hallway. Following after it, he felt his surroundings grow fuzzy and indistinct, until it felt like he was moving through a dream.? And it seemed like he could hear a voice, soft and soothing, calling him on.? A voice he knew somehow.? A name surfaced in his memory.? "Jerusha... Jerusha..."
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(Angus)
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"No, Mistress!"? Angus gasped, out of breath.? "He doesn't want you to leave.? He very much wants you to stay.? But he doesn't want you to stay as a captive or as a prisoner.? He... he cares about you you.? Enough to free you, even if it means he stays this way forever!"
