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Passing the blue stone by the lake, you begin to notice that all the rocky outcrops are in fact the very same rough metallic blue hue. The shine is mesmerizing and draws you away from the lake's edge towards the open valley. You wonder how many Wynds could live in such a large area comfortably. You start to hum a tune in your head as you take in the sights of the setting sun dancing on the blue stone and the clouds. The chromatic effect on the stone catches your eye and you admire a moment. The rhythmic sound of hooves on stone catches your ears and you stop.  Looking around you see a violet figure in the fading light standing triumphantly from a rocky outcrop. The Wynd of Change's mane and tail tuft sparkle softly in rainbow colors as they whip behind him in the growing wind. You're amazed you can see them from such a distance. The Wynd leaps from his perch, white legs and feathering blurred as he gallops at an insane speed in your direction. His bright eyes narrow and a smirk twists his equine lips. You stagger back a step and he leaps high into the air, higher than you thought possible, and spreads his ink black wings. You watch him soar above you, silver hooves and horn gleaming. He lands quite a few feet from you, spins and canters back. You admire the grace in his wild movements as he kicks out his hindlegs and tosses his colorful mane. You applaud the Wynd of Change as he reaches you and he takes a bow and shines his teeth in a savage grin. "Greetings." The stallion nickers. "I am Spectre of Nocturne. I am the last of the Wynds in this valley." His voice is like a midnight ballad as he begins to circle you. He moves very much like a shadow, whole and yet disconnected. You ask him what he meant from the last Wynd in this valley. To this he gives you a small smile and bounds forward into the air. Spectre spreads his ebony wings that span the moon from your perspective. "There is another," he calls down to you, "In the forest!" The stallion vanishes into the night sky, into the valley of stars.
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