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Elder Logan listened quietly to Elder Talon Skyler's account,

His face showed neither surprise nor fear,

Only deep sympathy and understanding.

He sat on the ancient and mottled stone seat,

The sunlight filtered through the sparse leaves,

Dappled on his silver hair,

Adding a sense of vicissitude to his appearance.

Elder Logan gently patted Elder Talon Skyler on the shoulder, the movement gentle yet full of strength, as if conveying a silent support and comfort. "Brother Talon Skyler, we've all experienced moments like this," his voice was low and warm, like a breeze in spring, gently brushing across Elder Talon Skyler's heart.