In MotO 1.1

[pen_name]

Fix every wandering though upon
That quarter where all thought is done:
Who can distinguish darkness from the soul
{My Self}.                                                
- A Dialogue of Self and Soul - William Butler Keats -The sky was bright and clear overhead, but in the distance, the occasional crack of thunder rolled and echoed. Dark

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[myrna_bird]

So a family heirloom was given an as engagement ring and now the girl has gone...disappeared. I want to know who Ari is, that he was called in to help.