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The Dragons of Sternenlicht
The children of the sky and wind brought life to the wastelands and sands. Their light forced itself into the cracks in this world. It whispered suggestions of peace and healing to the people. It was a saving grace, an eternal blessing given to the land.
The wind was always fresh in the world these days, but even more so when the children were awake. They often slept, but when the stars shone bright enough, the children answered. The following years would be filled with prosperity, and the world would seem to be formed of light itself. The children were a healing force, a powerful beacon of concentrated starlight.
The city of Sternenlicht was their home, and the light of the twins had been absorbed into the ground and sky around it. The City benefitted from the patronage of its twin deities. Around the world there were legends of great treasures hidden in palaces of gold, but the reality was far different. Yes, there were treasures. But not many. What the people of Sternenlicht considered their treasures were the tapestries and the children. And the secrets of the twins themselves.