Good guess, but the gamble didn't pay off.
"The skies darkened and the fierce, howling wind suddenly ceased. Fyn dared to raise his head to the sky, peering through the leaves. What he saw, he would never forget.
A shape, large, black, four-sided, but not one common to nature. The sight of it filled him simultaneously with dread and wonder, and though he knew it was only a sleep-story, it seemed quite real to him, and though his Leafspeak had no equivalent of it, he spoke one word- a word which he could never hope to understand.
'Rhombus,' he whispered.
'Rhombus will post next.'"
(Melodramatic? Perhaps, but I was bored, and decided to put my own spin on one of these posts!
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