Cerulean Breeze watched the performer as she - Cerulean thought she was a woman, at least - sat down and began to play.  She gasped in amazement at both the melody and the beautiful harp, feeling herself being swept away by the music.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/08/Tumblr_og52ohZP9D1vtw9rjo1_500.jpg)</div>She saw a lifetime where she was known as Elowyn, the Radiant Admiral.  In an age long past, she stood upon the deck of a large airship, traveling at full speed towards the ziggurat.  The place where her Circle was meeting.  As they approached, the ziggurat some few hundred feet below them, the ship began to bank to the right, and she walked towards the port side, waiting for only a moment before leaping off.  As she fell, she pulled a handful of swan feathers out from under her robe, and tossed them into the air around her.  Gracefully, she kicked off of the nearest feather, leaping from it to another, until she had touched every single feather that was floating around her.<br/><br/>Down on the surface of the ziggurat, the feathers landed with perfect precision, twelve in all, forming a circle only a few feet across.  A second after the last feather came to rest, Elowyn herself landed in the center of the circle, gracefully enough despite her long fall that not a single feather was disturbed.  "Ahh, Sisters," she said as she stood up from her landing crouch, "it's good to see you all again.  I've missed you so much!"