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CallMeFate: He quietly surveys from his perch atop a large tree as the silken figure makes her way through the forest. His large and piercing eyes and beak are the only thing breaking the night continuum other than her. He is a fukuro, an owl, guardian of the dark. He remains aloof to her mission, but is intrigued by the motion of the beauty below him, soft as the whisper of a burning candle. He wields enchantment but opts not to use it, for as with her, he has made mistakes of his own. "Run along, beautiful apparition, and find peace," he thinks.