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[asthecroweflies]

[It's very early in the morning, but Jagger sounds wide awake.]

Did anybody else feel that?

[It's a brief question, his tone urgent. He's also not offering any details, because he's wondering how many know what he's talking about.]

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[whereishe]

[Yuna replies in a sing-sony voice.]

Traveler, traveler, what do you seek?
Riches and fame make oaken souls weap.

Traveler, traveler, watch where you're led.
One turn left, three turns right will take you to bed.

Traveler, traveler, try not to get lost.
The dwellers in the mirk may well be the cost.

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[asthecroweflies]

Beautiful.

[And there's the scratching of pencil upon paper.]

It's a sodding riddle.

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[whereishe]

It is but I don't know what it could mean.

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[asthecroweflies]

They're directions.

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[whereishe]

Do you think you can find out where it's leading us? I can go investigate.

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[asthecroweflies]

I don't think you or anyone else should go alone.

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[whereishe]

I won't go alone Jagger.

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[asthecroweflies]

Good.

[A beat.]

Take someone you can trust.

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[whereishe]

I will.

Thank you Jagger.

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[asthecroweflies]

...sure, don't mention it.