((This originally occurred in the Winters End forums between 27Aug2007 and 05Sep2007 and the original thread is located here. It was primarily co-written between Shingetsu and Zahress.)) The sun shone clear through the cerulean sky of Westfall, blanketing the land in a warm, rosy glow. The ocean sparkled like sapphires and diamonds, and the warm wind caressed Laynne as she lie there, basking in the dreams of the wonderful ball the night before. Then her back hurt, rather suddenly, and a voice demanded, "Up, Torrind." Execute. Execute. "Then speak your mind and be done with it. I have much to do."