[If she touches the golden cloud she'll find it's made entirely of grains of sand. Be careful not to get that sand too close to your face, now, Lucrezia.
He stops his cloud so he can sit about eye level with the woman. Tilting his head curiously, he smiles at her and points at himself. You know him?]
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He stops his cloud so he can sit about eye level with the woman. Tilting his head curiously, he smiles at her and points at himself. You know him?]