User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-24422626-20150209012812

Cheshire: Undoubtedly there is something brewing in your world.

Glaive: It sounds like it... I should know better than to listen to voices, but recent events have taught me otherwise... But I have to ask. Why would you do this to me..? I left my identity behind for a reason.

Cheshire: Trust me—you'll be thanking me later. You will always be the same inside, no matter how hard you try to hide it... I serve neither good nor evil, Glaive. What I've done is given you back a weapon. And a weapon can serve either side...

Glaive: I know what I fight for now.

* ''The Cheshire Cat pulls Glaive's wing outward, and the silvery ring that the Pegasus is wearing around one of the base joints becomes visible. He gives the ring a single tap with one of his claws, causing it to vanish—Glaive immediately gets a sensation of relief, as if a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. He knows that ring was the only thing hiding his physical features and cutie mark.''*

Cheshire: You'd best be on your way.

Glaive: Right...

Cheshire: As I said before, I have no doubt we'll be seeing each other again soon. If you are ever itching for a chat... Perhaps you should call.

Glaive: ...I'll keep that in mind.

Cheshire: Farewell. Remember... If you don't know where you're going, any road will get you there.

* As Glaive stumbles back in the direction whence he came, the Cheshire Cat starts singing again, slowly fading out of earshot.*

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves~♪

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe~♪

All mimsy were the borogoves~♪

And the mome raths outgrabe~♪