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I will be there. [ He then ends the communication and with a giddy little grin to his face he looks around his empty living room happily. Much like being told a delicious secret in a room full of somebodies, he is in a room full of nobody and he cannot tell––anyone. ]
Altaïr has returned. [ So he tells himself and lets himself sit in appreciation for a moment before he is getting ready to meet the Master. ]
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[ The hour seemed too long and Ezio is there fifteen minutes early and the minutes pass on as if they are an hour by themselves. It is too cruel this opportunity, once again, to meet Altaïr. He had not been too involved with the Creed's ancient master last time, but he hoped things would be different this time. ]
I'd listen to the words he'd say.. - Post a comment
but in his voice I heard decay.