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Optics fail to notice the coming of his impregnanted dove. Saucers watch as sun casts it's flame hued shadow 'pon his land. What a controversial saying that is. How can you really own the land. No matter how much you scold topography, the loam will never bend or break to your opinion. And how high does your ownership go? Do all the territories come to a pie shape tip in the stars? All questions that bothered his mind, haunted his every night's slumber. Velveteen is felt 'pon hide. Contrary to suspisions, swain did not even faulter one bit. He kept his tall composure and did not move a muscle. And with some uncanny ability, he knew that it was Aerin at his side. Maybe t'was the whole air she had 'bout her that clued him in, or her catchable innocence, but brute knew. He turns his gaze t'wards her. And touches snout to her hide in recognition of her presence.