Mar 22, 2019 6:35 PM
Atennesi Cohen in Kith
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Atennesi Cohen has had to be many things to survive his peers' scrutiny for over a century and a half. Wary is one of them. 

But a snake with a mirror for a head suddenly appearing in his office and sweeping its mirror-face at him? That, he wasn't prepared for. 

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He is on a - hill? No, not a hill. He can see the curvature of the horizon, that's not just where the ground drops away.

There is a field of lavender here, and a woman picking the lavender.

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He takes a deep breath, assembles his requirements in his head, and then demands of reality that it explain its physical characteristics in his immediate vicinity. 

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It is, as it appeared to be, a field of lavender. He is standing between two rows of it and the lavender continues in all directions in the inspected radius; the woman, who hasn't noticed him yet, is outside of it. The dirt is well-watered, good quality soil and remarkably free of stones. The air is breathable, and the wind is light, and the sun is shining warmly. There is a snail over there.

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And the weirdness with the curvature of the horizon?

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It's just actually how this planet is curved.

It's about nine miles in diameter.

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...Okay. He looks around for a sun, or any other visible celestial object.

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Yup, there's a sun over there.

There's another one, smaller or farther away, over thataway.

And a very small or very faraway one, still too large to just be a pinprick of a star, over there.

Also there are - moons? Lots of moons, way more of those than suns. With stuff on them.

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He reaches out to the "moons."

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They are like what he is standing on. Some of them are a bit smaller; the one he's on seems to be one of the larger ones. Some of them have more people and some have fewer.

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He considers the woman picking lavender, checking with his eyes to see if she's visibly noticed him and with his magic to see if she's any amount of mage. 

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She's not a mage at all. She hasn't noti- ah, now she's standing up and stretching and notices him! "Something in a foreign language!" she says.

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What did she just say? 

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She said "Oh! Hello! Where did you come from?"

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He makes a helpless shrug. 

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"I certainly didn't make you!"

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He nods. He gestures off into the distance, then at his feet, then makes a puzzled face. 

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"...can you talk?"

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He shakes his head, then coughs dramatically. 

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"And you don't know where you came from?"

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He makes a so-so gesture. 

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She squints around in the field. "Hello?!" she calls. "Who made this man? Look, it's still illegal, but it's a lot less illegal if you fess up and explain what you did!"

No one answers.

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...Who made this man? That's...an interesting question to ask. Is there anyone besides the two of them on this little planet moon thing?

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Yes, but not nearby; in a handful of villages there are concentrations of people and in between there are groups not exceeding three.

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Are any of these people mages, or at least hedgewitches?

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Nope!

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