Azim, called for the stone, " Oh; stone of life, I have called upon you, to thyself. I will protect you, until you are called for, by your people ". The stone glowed, beating like that of a living heart. Azim took the stone, and covered it with a piece of silk cloth , tucking it away, into his hanging dress. He walked hastily, towards the cliff; as he mounted the rocky surface, mumbling to himself, " Oh, soon, my dear stone. You shell be in the hands', of your King. Your king is awaiting you. Oh, stone of good nature ". And with that, he disappeared into a small, cave dwelling.

Dropsical's mother was enchanted by the stone, and when she returned to the realm of the elves' she related the events' of the stone, to Dropsical, time and time again. Dropsical was curious about the stone, listening to every word of his mother's utterance. He had his heart set on obtaining the stone. Wishing to own it. He asked, if he could go in search of the stone, but his parents' refused, too busy to show him the route through, they had been assigned to further construction within the realm. Dropsical, being too young to work, spent most of his days', dreaming of how to obtain the stone.

Then one dreadful day, news' came to him, that his parents' had been lost in a terrible flood that wiped out the other side, of the city. Devastated, by the news' of his parents'; sudden death, he became withdrawn and reclusive. He employed himself onto a list of workers', lying about his age, having to fend for himself, he worked all hours', and kept himself to himself. That was; however, until Descale, called upon him.

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