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"Up!" cried [[Storm of Amber]] and a bronco leapt a rampart he'd placed on the valley floor.  "Hyaa!" he called and the horse plunged into a deep furrow beyond, sinking into water up to its flanks.  "Ko!" he shouted and the bronco strained its muscles, struggling against the mud to reach the opposite shore.  The proud [[The Marukan Alliance|Marukani]] horse shook itself when it reached dry ground and tried to run free, but Storm of Amber held it firm by the end of a strong leather cord bound to the bridle and forced it to trot a steady circle around him.
 
"Up!" cried [[Storm of Amber]] and a bronco leapt a rampart he'd placed on the valley floor.  "Hyaa!" he called and the horse plunged into a deep furrow beyond, sinking into water up to its flanks.  "Ko!" he shouted and the bronco strained its muscles, struggling against the mud to reach the opposite shore.  The proud [[The Marukan Alliance|Marukani]] horse shook itself when it reached dry ground and tried to run free, but Storm of Amber held it firm by the end of a strong leather cord bound to the bridle and forced it to trot a steady circle around him.
  
"You're angry," said the [[Sweet Voice of Brass and Glory]] from her seat on a nearby rock.  Unlike the Exalt, who had put aside his armor in favor of a simple red and yellow [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanfu hanfu], the goddess still wore her slender suit of plate and chain.  The Essence-fibers fit her like a second skin and shone in the sun, lending her an even more heavenly quality.
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"You're angry," said the [[Sweet Voice of Brass and Glory]] from her seat on a nearby rock.  Unlike the Exalt, who had put aside his armor in favor of a simple red and yellow [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanfu hanfu], the goddess still wore her slender suit of plate and chain.  The alloyed plates fit her like a second skin and shone in the sun, lending her an even more heavenly quality.
  
 
Storm of Amber didn't turn to look.  "The Hekatonhire, [[Storm's Eye Hill]], the rat plague...  [[Mask of Winters|The Mask]] strikes at us in every way he can."
 
Storm of Amber didn't turn to look.  "The Hekatonhire, [[Storm's Eye Hill]], the rat plague...  [[Mask of Winters|The Mask]] strikes at us in every way he can."
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"Me and who else?"  The Exalt gestured to the empty valley around them.  "The [[Nameless Ravine]] will strike down any target you point him at and bite your hand when he's done.  [[Rivers Between Us]] would rather lock himself in his forge than use it to build something useful.  Every step [[Leaf Shakes the Wind]] takes is full of fear.  Are these the Solars you follow?  Is this the army I'm leading to war?  They and you?"
 
"Me and who else?"  The Exalt gestured to the empty valley around them.  "The [[Nameless Ravine]] will strike down any target you point him at and bite your hand when he's done.  [[Rivers Between Us]] would rather lock himself in his forge than use it to build something useful.  Every step [[Leaf Shakes the Wind]] takes is full of fear.  Are these the Solars you follow?  Is this the army I'm leading to war?  They and you?"
  
"If it came to it, shouldn't that be enough?  Seven Solar Exalted and a war goddess?  And if it's not, why ignore the seven dragons that sit under your banner, and the elementals and amalgams besides?  We are your blade; wield us!"  As if from nowhere, Sweet Brass held a sword in her hand.
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"If it came to it, shouldn't that be enough?  Seven Solar Exalted and a war spirit?  And if it's not, why ignore the seven dragons that sit under your banner, and the elementals and amalgams besides?  We are your blade; wield us!"  As if from nowhere, Sweet Brass held a spear in her hand.
  
"Against what?  I've asked for targets before, and been given nothing."
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"I've asked for targets before, and been given nothing."
  
 
"When you first came to me, you came in glory.  You bathed in light and new ideas walked the world.  Your voice was clear and there was no one who wouldn't walk through fire at the sound.  You never had to ask for targets.  Where did you go?"
 
"When you first came to me, you came in glory.  You bathed in light and new ideas walked the world.  Your voice was clear and there was no one who wouldn't walk through fire at the sound.  You never had to ask for targets.  Where did you go?"
  
"I have been here.  I've been with my people.  I've been stretched over the miles until my soul was thin as gauze."  Storm of Amber let out a long-held breath and the storm grew quiet.  Softly he said, "and I have been afraid."
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Storm of Amber let out a long-held breath and the storm grew quiet.  Softly he said, "I have been afraid."
  
 
"Afraid of what?"
 
"Afraid of what?"
  
"Of the chance that I might fail.  Of the thought that I am wrong.  I wake up every morning ready for a fight, but I only go to sleep tired.  I don't want to feel this way anymore."   
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"Of the power that grows within me.  Of the chance that I might fail.  I don't want to feel this way anymore."   
  
"You don't have to."  Sweet Brass walked to him, empty-handed, and wrapped her arms around him. "You never have.  You're Storm of Amber.  What does that mean?"
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"You don't have to."  Sweet Brass walked to him, empty-handed, and wrapped her arms around him.
  
"I am a Resplendent Sun; a Hammer of Heaven."  Storm lay his head on the goddess' shoulder.
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"I am a horselord."
 
 
"And what else?"
 
 
 
Storm of Amber closed his eyes.  "I am a horselord."
 
  
 
"Say it again," she whispered into his ear.
 
"Say it again," she whispered into his ear.
 
"I am a true horselord."  The Zenith lifted his head.
 
 
"Once more."
 
  
 
"I am a true horselord, wild and unrestrained."
 
"I am a true horselord, wild and unrestrained."

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