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Chapter Two

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	Leaving home before anyone had thought to look for her she went to a large field of Wraithbone trees and fountains of crystal glass. Synthetic grass covered the field from tip to tip, without an imperfection, perfect height on every blade. She walked to the tallest tree. Said to be as old as the Craftworld itself, silently humming its own song, growing ever larger without the songs of the Bonesingers. Late at night the park was empty and was the only place she could avoid all the Eldar on the Craftworld.		Leaving home before anyone had thought to look for her she went to a large field of Wraithbone trees and fountains of crystal glass. Synthetic grass covered the field from tip to tip, without an imperfection, perfect height on every blade. She walked to the tallest tree. Said to be as old as the Craftworld itself, silently humming its own song, growing ever larger without the songs of the Bonesingers. Late at night the park was empty and was the only place she could avoid all the Eldar on the Craftworld.

	The humming of the tree resonates deep to the core of one's soul, synchronizing Eldar's thoughts together when they got close to the giant construct. The melding of souls was a popular attraction for young Eldar couples, for Lofn however the shift in her psychic presence made her invisible even to her mother who had grown adept at finding her unique soul. The ~~the~~ worst of times when she wanted to be alone the most the Ancient Wraithbone tree was her Quiet Place. Only her thoughts, ~~they~~ small noises of her pet, and the almost inaudible hum of the tree.		The humming of the tree resonates deep to the core of one's soul, synchronizing Eldar's thoughts together when they got close to the giant construct. The melding of souls was a popular attraction for young Eldar couples, for Lofn however the shift in her psychic presence made her invisible even to her mother who had grown adept at finding her unique soul. The worst of times when she wanted to be alone the most the Ancient Wraithbone tree was her Quiet Place. Only her thoughts, the small noises of her pet, and the almost inaudible hum of the tree.

	As the day cycle began to fade and the Craftworld began shifting its Wraithbone surface to a darkened hue, Lofn climbed the tree to a thick branch and stairs at the last embers of the day cycle faded into the night.		As the day cycle began to fade and the Craftworld began shifting its Wraithbone surface to a darkened hue, Lofn climbed the tree to a thick branch and stairs at the last embers of the day cycle faded into the night.

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Chapter Two

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	“Look guys its the bastard of the Mon'keigh Fucker and her pet”. The Ripper had taken an aggressive stance between her and the boys. “Don't you have anything better to do with your time, Hundrec?” she asks knowing, but praying all the while they would just leave. ”Nah we have a few minutes to hang out don't we guys?” The rest of the boys shook their heads in agreement with malicious glee on their faces.		“Look guys its the bastard of the Mon'keigh Fucker and her pet”. The Ripper had taken an aggressive stance between her and the boys. “Don't you have anything better to do with your time, Hundrec?” she asks knowing, but praying all the while they would just leave. ”Nah we have a few minutes to hang out don't we guys?” The rest of the boys shook their heads in agreement with malicious glee on their faces.

	Lofn opened her mouth to speak, but she choked on her own breath, their abuse was endless and she had no way to stop them. He picked up her pet and his toys from the yard all the while the boys cruelly mocked the poor girl on anything and everything that came to their minds, “you are all so cruel” she managed to mutter before she returned inside. With a sunken face she went back to her room, and stayed there.		Lofn opened her mouth to speak, but she choked on her own breath, their abuse was endless and she had no way to stop them. She picked up her pet and his toys from the yard all the while the boys cruelly mocked the poor girl on anything and everything that came to their minds, “you are all so cruel” she managed to mutter before she returned inside. With a sunken face she went back to her room, and stayed there.

	All Eldar children walk the Path of the Student. A pseudo-path for the developing Eldar minds to develop future Eldar to Craftworld's high standards. It is an informal path with no strict structure for tutelage however all pupils must be trained by those Eldar who walk the Path of the Mentor. Most Eldar children serve under one Mentor with large groups of other pupils as their peers for many years. Some for special reasons or none at all study individually with a tutor. Lofn was no Eldar child, she didn't blend into the rigid Eldar culture. Taldeer had hired a private tutor for Lofn keeping her away from other children. The tutor was an associate of Taldeer's. One who walked the Path of the Seer under Taldeer before he had moved on as Eldar do and found a new task to practice to perfection.		All Eldar children walk the Path of the Student. A pseudo-path for the developing Eldar minds to develop future Eldar to Craftworld's high standards. It is an informal path with no strict structure for tutelage however all pupils must be trained by those Eldar who walk the Path of the Mentor. Most Eldar children serve under one Mentor with large groups of other pupils as their peers for many years. Some for special reasons or none at all study individually with a tutor. Lofn was no Eldar child, she didn't blend into the rigid Eldar culture. Taldeer had hired a private tutor for Lofn keeping her away from other children. The tutor was an associate of Taldeer's. One who walked the Path of the Seer under Taldeer before he had moved on as Eldar do and found a new task to practice to perfection.

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	Lofn finished her meal and excused herself moving to her pet's food bowl for his morning meal. The little ripper bounded with great energy over to its masters side. The creature was psychically bonded to the young girl as a drone is to its queen. The little tyranid's mood seem to change at the whim of the young halfling and it seemed at times her's to it's. As he bounded merrily towards his food his excitement seemed to draw her out of her confusion and melancholy.		Lofn finished her meal and excused herself moving to her pet's food bowl for his morning meal. The little ripper bounded with great energy over to its masters side. The creature was psychically bonded to the young girl as a drone is to its queen. The little tyranid's mood seem to change at the whim of the young halfling and it seemed at times her's to it's. As he bounded merrily towards his food his excitement seemed to draw her out of her confusion and melancholy.

	Returning to the table to clean up she she spies her mothers guests have made themselves at home in their living room. She recognized the group as Farseers from the council that worked with her mother. They sat motionlessly as Taldeer joined them in the room an began a discussion of the future of the Craftworld as written in the fabric of time. All to much for Lofn she continued on and helped her father clean the table and set something aside for her mother.		Returning to the table to clean up she she spies her mothers guests have made themselves at home in their living room. She recognized the group as Farseers from the council that worked with her mother. They sat motionlessly as Taldeer joined them in the room and began a discussion of the future of the Craftworld as written in the fabric of time. All to much for Lofn she continued on and helped her father clean the table and set something aside for her mother.

	She considered going outside to play, looking at the clock and seeing she still had some time before her Tutor arrived for today's lessons. Outside the beams of artificial light emitted from the massive ceiling of the Craftworld's Wraithbone Spires and Stalactites illuminating the Craftworld till night cycle would dim them into darkness.		She considered going outside to play, looking at the clock and seeing she still had some time before her Tutor arrived for today's lessons. Outside the beams of artificial light emitted from the massive ceiling of the Craftworld's Wraithbone Spires and Stalactites illuminating the Craftworld till night cycle would dim them into darkness.

2001:E68:5404:C313:1CAB:8413:3D8E:2B: /* Chapter One */

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Chapter One

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	“We all know it’s because of Eldrad. Maybe he has just as much of a mon’keigh fetish as his children.”		“We all know it’s because of Eldrad. Maybe he has just as much of a mon’keigh fetish as his children.”

	“Speaking of children, here comes the half-breed now. Try not to look at it or it will ~~sick~~ its [[Unyuufex\|freakish pet]] on you.”		“Speaking of children, here comes the half-breed now. Try not to look at it or it will stick its [[Unyuufex\|freakish pet]] on you.”

	Lofn clutched the bag of produce close as she walked by the group of gossiping Eldar. “Just ignore them,” she thought, trying to ignore their stares of pity and contempt. As soon as they thought she was out of earshot, the group fired right back up. Yet, Lofn could still hear every single insult and inflammatory remark.		Lofn clutched the bag of produce close as she walked by the group of gossiping Eldar. “Just ignore them,” she thought, trying to ignore their stares of pity and contempt. As soon as they thought she was out of earshot, the group fired right back up. Yet, Lofn could still hear every single insult and inflammatory remark.

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Chapter Two

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	LIIVI reminded his daughter one more time of her mothers wrath at idleness and that was enough to rouse the young halfling. Living with a Farseer is tough, being the daughter of one is even tougher. Reassuring her father that she was up the dreary eyed girl went through the motions of the morning cycle without much thought.		LIIVI reminded his daughter one more time of her mothers wrath at idleness and that was enough to rouse the young halfling. Living with a Farseer is tough, being the daughter of one is even tougher. Reassuring her father that she was up the dreary eyed girl went through the motions of the morning cycle without much thought.

	Coming out of her room dressed and a more awake than before~~. She~~ met her mother and father in the dining room. The table had already been set and ~~Breakfast~~ waiting. After a ~~through~~ tongue lashing by her mother for making them wait they all ~~say~~ down the eat.		Coming out of her room dressed and more awake than before, she met her mother and father in the dining room. The table had already been set and breakfast was waiting. After a thorough tongue lashing by her mother for making them wait, they all sat down the eat.

	"You cannot be going out at night if you cannot wake up in the mornings"		"You cannot be going out at night if you cannot wake up in the mornings"

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Chapter Two

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	Leaving home before anyone had thought to look for her she went to a large field of Wraithbone trees and fountains of crystal glass. Synthetic grass covered the field from tip to tip, without an imperfection, perfect height on every blade. She walked to the tallest tree. Said to be as old as the Craftworld itself, silently humming its own song, growing ever larger without the songs of the Bonesingers. Late at night the park was empty and was the only place she could avoid all the Eldar on the Craftworld.		Leaving home before anyone had thought to look for her she went to a large field of Wraithbone trees and fountains of crystal glass. Synthetic grass covered the field from tip to tip, without an imperfection, perfect height on every blade. She walked to the tallest tree. Said to be as old as the Craftworld itself, silently humming its own song, growing ever larger without the songs of the Bonesingers. Late at night the park was empty and was the only place she could avoid all the Eldar on the Craftworld.

	The humming of the tree resonates deep to the core of one's soul, synchronizing Eldar's thoughts together when they got close to the giant construct. The melding of souls was a popular attraction for young Eldar couples, for Lofn however the shift in her psychic presence made her invisible even to her mother who had grown adept at finding her unique soul. The the worst of times when ~~see~~ wanted to be alone the most the Ancient Wraithbone tree was her Quiet Place. Only her thoughts, they small noises of her pet, and the almost inaudible hum of the tree.		The humming of the tree resonates deep to the core of one's soul, synchronizing Eldar's thoughts together when they got close to the giant construct. The melding of souls was a popular attraction for young Eldar couples, for Lofn however the shift in her psychic presence made her invisible even to her mother who had grown adept at finding her unique soul. The the worst of times when she wanted to be alone the most the Ancient Wraithbone tree was her Quiet Place. Only her thoughts, they small noises of her pet, and the almost inaudible hum of the tree.

	As the day cycle began to fade and the Craftworld began shifting its Wraithbone surface to a darkened hue, Lofn ~~climb~~ the tree to a thick branch and stairs at the last embers of the day cycle faded into the night.		As the day cycle began to fade and the Craftworld began shifting its Wraithbone surface to a darkened hue, Lofn climbed the tree to a thick branch and stairs at the last embers of the day cycle faded into the night.

	Time passed and Lofn continued to stare out into the darkness, lost in her thoughts, occasionally brought back to reality by the rustling of her companion. "Oh dear, I don't know what I am supposed to do with myself I'm so pathetic." She picked up the ripper and brought it closer feeling tears well up in her eyes, "I'm a mistake, Mom, Dad, Aunty would all be better off without me." Her isolation was interrupted suddenly by another presence entering the harmony of the Ancient Wraithbone. It's appearance was sudden and intense. It's overwhelming presence forced the Ancient Wraithbone Tree harmony to shift and match its own. Stunned by the explosion of psionic energy, Lofn lost her balance and started falling, terrified she let out a scream, "HELP ME!!!"		Time passed and Lofn continued to stare out into the darkness, lost in her thoughts, occasionally brought back to reality by the rustling of her companion. "Oh dear, I don't know what I am supposed to do with myself I'm so pathetic." She picked up the ripper and brought it closer feeling tears well up in her eyes, "I'm a mistake, Mom, Dad, Aunty would all be better off without me." Her isolation was interrupted suddenly by another presence entering the harmony of the Ancient Wraithbone. It's appearance was sudden and intense. It's overwhelming presence forced the Ancient Wraithbone Tree harmony to shift and match its own. Stunned by the explosion of psionic energy, Lofn lost her balance and started falling, terrified she let out a scream, "HELP ME!!!"