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I was gonna share one of mine with you, too. So let's see it.

Don't mind at all if'n it's you two.

[ Reaching into his bag to pull out a snowglobe and set it in front of them. ]

[Glances over at Jem]

Same time?

Same time.

It don't bite...

[ "Graey, there's a child there in the snow!"
Graey and Nick cautiously approached and picked up the red-faced child as he cried incessantly.
The child had a striking and beautiful name that in the ancient language of Aeragan-Epharshel meant "loaded gun."

He grew up under the love and protection of Graey and Nick, as he played happily with his siblings. Though they all came from different places, they all now belonged to this vast continent of "Aeragan-Epharshel."

Graey took him to learn about plants, animals, and rivers. Nick taught him how to tame horses and farm sheep. At a young age, he rode his colt across streams and followed Nick as they led their cattle to fields rich in water and greenery under the morning sun. Nick would always sing loudly as the light shone over the brilliant clouds. When he heard Nick raise his voice in song, he would open his mouth and release a clear and crisp song of his own. As he kicked at the colt's belly to take him faster, their laughter would spread further and further into the distance. ]

Oh…I can see why you’re jealous.

When you talked about it, I wasn't imagining how nice it was...

A real beauty, ain't it? Even my life on the farm wasn't as gorgeous as that.

Have all five been that nice?

That's pretty lucky, if they have.

They ain't all nice, I'd say, but three of 'em are the same life I wouldn't mind livin'.

... Last one was a weird one- ain't too sure where that fit in.

[After a moment, he sets out his own snowglobe for them.]

[ glares at that thing like it killed her mother. ]

I've already seen it, Nick. Go ahead.

[ Glancing at it, then at JJ. ]

Ya sure? Ya don't gotta- jus' wanted ya both ta see that one o' mine so ya got where I was comin' from.

Sharing is caring, right? You don’t have to look if you don’t want to though. I’m just…trying to decide if I want to look at more of them.

I brought one of mine too for solidarity.

--Hahah! Seems like we all got similar ideas pokin' 'round in our heads.

[ Looking at JJ's snowglobe. ]

... Reckon this one ain't a good time then.

Unless it’s a highly specific kink of yours then no. Probably not.

It's not a good time.

Appreciate the warnin'.

[ Reaching to touch the snowglobe... and he has to close his eyes and take a few deep breathes afterward to steady himself. ]

Reckon... Reckon I can see why yer hesitatin'.

Some people think they’re real. The visions. And not just strange little stories. That could just be the visions messing with their heads after looking at too many of them, of course.

But it depends on the person and the visions. Aster said he's at eight and his are too crazy to call his.

There's good points to both continuing and holding off.

... It does mess with yer head, I can say that fer sure. Been feelin' weird in my body ever since this thing popped up.

[ Motioning at his arm. ]

I can imagine. Your body got changed overnight. And your arm no less. You work a lot with your hands, so it’s no wonder it’s messing with you.

I mean like, does it have some kind of "massage" function?

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