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She found him standing by the creek with eyes closed, an aura of peace about him. Reverie was struck again by how pretty he was, but only for a moment. She drifted to stand by his side with soft steps, suddenly very aware of the silence. Even her breathing slowed and quieted to match his, to avoid disrupting the serenity of the moment. She glanced to him, but settled for gazing out at the creek. Reverie had meant to speak to Arric, but now she did not want to. It felt wrong to break the silence.