V'elen smiled, its seamless gemstone 'face' splitting without warning or effort, revealing a mouthful of fangs and teeth that nature could never had made. The two front teeth, both top and bottom, were four inch fangs, and the canines and first premolars were even longer, impossible to fit into the gemstone without something either moving or being damaged. Impossible, if V'elen bothered to know the rules for more than breaking them.<em>Then to get to that light, as so many scholars, 'holy' beings, and crusaders have said, you must first trek/travel through the darkness. His is very deep, and he holds it close, unwilling to let go. Does not believe he can be saved. Does not believe he should be. So this is his penance, or so the unconscious core of his personality believes, regardless of what everyone around him says, or how much you rail at him for not being able to move forward.  But then again, how many of you, in almost half your life times, committed genocide, and then killed your only friends/family with your ineptitude?</em><br/><br/>It waited, the seam in its 'face' slowly merging back together.<em> And tell the E'lune that I will have need for their 'children' soon. In true being's terms, not anomaly's. I will call, and either your people come, or I will turn to my kyn still outside, and who still don't want/believe/understand what I am aiming for.</em><br/><br/>Its clear crystal and golden gemstone coloration suddenly altered, going back to the shadow like crystal and the blood red gemstone that the E'lune had supposed 'purified/destroyed.' It didn't bother stating the implications of what it had just revealed, that it had played along, but it was fairly certain the ones who did understand would, and explain to the others. It did turn to Ama, and seemed to stare at her, before actually snorting.<em>And you should get that fixed. Or not, more fun for all.</em><br/><br/>The crystal and gemstone 'face' returned to the starting coloration,and then began retracting, though the broken piece on the table stayed.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Draiss came back to control and reality with a nearly audible noise, and collapsed on the table. "Mother FUCKER! Warn me before you just grab control like that. Assbutt."