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"I was more of a nightingale than a thief. I used the darkness as my ally. And I was always shrouded in darkness." C'laro closed the trap door. He wandered upstairs past Manja.

"Good night." He smirked before heading into his room. He locked the door behind him and changed into his ragged trousers. He looked outside. He could just about hear the conversation.

"Its the 30 of Frostfall today." One nord smirked. "Only the ones who are special get to make words out of the stars."

C'laro looked up at the stars. It read ask her out, then signed C'laro next to it.

''Well... There goes my dignity.''

"Why me... Is it reading my mind or something." C'laro muttered. He glanced back to realise it read you know you want to, still signed by himself.

"What the hell! I thought it was only what you thought. Lets test it."

''I love her... I would follow her to oblivion.''

C'laro saw it appeared. It worked.

"Better go to sleep." C'laro sighed.

C'laro gazed at the stars. It still spelt I love her... I would follow her to oblivion.

"Manja." He whispered before drifting into a deep sleep... Unknown of the fact they could see his dreams.