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And yet he waits.


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It had been the better part of 4 moons, overly apparent to the Guardians, Logan was not the same. He would spend another day staring blankly out the window of his chambers. His hair had now grown long on both his face and head, eyes that once gleamed brightly were barely visible as his skin drooped around them. He heard the whispers in Olympus, was it the Drow who had this affect on him, was it the death of Steel, or was it meerly an olde man whom was close to his death.

It was early still, and as he had done each day just before dawn, Logan walked out of the capitol and down to the waters edge. He would stand there until the sun had completely lit the sky looking towards the horizon. When asked of his actions he would only reply..."The Morning Light".

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