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The Violet Star shone brightly in the sky, illuminating the vast expanse of the galaxy. Among the starry expanse stood a figure, dressed in a violet cloak and a golden mask etched with constellations. He fidgeted with the hem of his cloak, avoiding eye contact and communicating through a few small gestures as he made his way back to camp. The other two warriors looked at him with concern, they had known their Violae friend for a long time and although he was mute, could tell exactly how he was feeling. They were headed to his home city and no one except for him knew what to expect. After packing up camp, they put on their masks and descended the rocky hill towards the city.

As they walked through the bustling streets of a Violae city, the warriors were surrounded by the wonders of the Violet Star. The streets were lined with towering metallic buildings, their surfaces etched with intricate gilded designs and patterns. The air hummed with the whirring of machinery and the faint scent of an electrical fire. The warriors couldn't help but feel uncomfortable as they realized that they were the only ones actually walking on the streets, while the automations powered by the Violet Star went on with their duties. Contraptions of all shapes and sizes whizzed by, powered by a purple energy.

The Violae warrior however, walked with a determined gaze, taking in the sights of his home with a sense of longing and familiarity. He gestured excitedly at a transport device that passed by, his face lighting up with wonder as he remembered the days when he too was a part of this city's automations. The other warriors couldn't help but notice how he seemed to be more at ease now that they were in his home, how his nervous behavior from earlier was replaced by a sense of belonging.

Description
The Violet Star shone brightly in the sky, illuminating the vast expanse of the galaxy. Among the starry expanse stood a figure, dressed in a violet cloak and a golden mask etched with constellations. He fidgeted with the hem of his cloak, avoiding eye contact and communicating through a few small gestures as he made his way back to camp. The other two warriors looked at him with concern, they had known their Violae friend for a long time and although he was mute, could tell exactly how he was feeling. They were headed to his home city and no one except for him knew what to expect. After packing up camp, they put on their masks and descended the rocky hill towards the city.

As they walked through the bustling streets of a Violae city, the warriors were surrounded by the wonders of the Violet Star. The streets were lined with towering metallic buildings, their surfaces etched with intricate gilded designs and patterns. The air hummed with the whirring of machinery and the faint scent of an electrical fire. The warriors couldn't help but feel uncomfortable as they realized that they were the only ones actually walking on the streets, while the automations powered by the Violet Star went on with their duties. Contraptions of all shapes and sizes whizzed by, powered by a purple energy.

The Violae warrior however, walked with a determined gaze, taking in the sights of his home with a sense of longing and familiarity. He gestured excitedly at a transport device that passed by, his face lighting up with wonder as he remembered the days when he too was a part of this city's automations. The other warriors couldn't help but notice how he seemed to be more at ease now that they were in his home, how his nervous behavior from earlier was replaced by a sense of belonging.