First it was the new condition of his three aspects. Everything about them was dark attribute without even the need to generate the energy. And its pu...eness ... perhaps beyond any source of the exact attribute in Ercas Mir.‘Maybe only the wraiths of Demirca Ridge can compare?’ Zax speculated as he marveled.His assessment was not wrong, but also not entirely right. The wraiths were creation of a God manipulating and merging souls and dark attribute energy. No Mortal or Immortal could compare. . but I wanted to talk to you, to hearyour voice... I know things haven't been... I don't know..."He logged out. He couldn't bear anymore. He couldn't keep his mind onbusiness with such thoughts running around in his head.He picked up the tweaker and adjusted the matrix to a decidedly morefeminine aspect. He considered other settings, then chose themcarefully. He would have to be attracted to Pallis if he was going topull this off. It had to be authentic. No since getting out of control,of. Jaime and I could warm our heels there in the old station master’s office and we downed a full pot of coffee between us before we started to thaw out.The local old-timer was called just ‘Boone’, he told us with a semi-toothless grin, and he was the unofficial and largely unpaid caretaker of everything that the old Random Valley Railroad, The Virginian and the Norfolk & Western had left behind here to rust for over fifty years. It turns out that they’d both left quite a lot!“The coal mines here. " I warn her as she eyes Saul chuckling at the stove and Nimrod wiping his eyes."I see." She looks around timidly. "If this is a bad time..." Never." I cut her off with a smile."Please, Gwen dear girl, come in." Nimrod stands and gestures to a seat. "Join us." Thank you." she smiles shyly.I am not used to seeing this side of Gwen. She is close to 6 feet tall with beautiful long blond hair. Her stature is that of Nordic descendants. And she has always moved like she was meant to lead. Seeing her.