He looked like a younger version of Volo, with his eyes, smile, and exuberant disposition that he had when he was still a deity. I was sure that this young man was Volo because I imagined him exactly to be like him. If Volo would turn into a human, this young man was exactly what I Imagined him to look like. There was no doubt about it. So when he walked towards my bed (which was made of volcanic rocks that were molded to look like an altar table) I immediately showed myself so that he would see me.
“You are real…” I heard him mutter to himself. It was full of shock and disbelief and I was amused by it. “Are you the Scarlet Phoenix?”he asked while his companion hid behind him. That was to be expected as my Gypsies told me that I exude an intimidating presence that would make even grown men ……
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