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Orphos had momentarily lapsed into silence at the smell of Eglantine's perfume. His eyes clouded over in grief as memories surfaced in his mind's eye. He suddenly came back to himself and looked across the table at Silverskies. "I'm getting to it." The deity said gruffly as he took out everything in the envelope and placed them on the table. He handled everything with exaggerated care, as if it were made of glass instead of paper. He decided to read the white paper first.