He was quiet for a moment while he considered how to tell her—and how much to tell her.
"No, she was at the academy that I studied at. An Elf. She always had a braid. I teased her that it was too short. She was studying to be a mage, ah, working under the theory that illusion magic could be
"No, she was at the academy that I studied at. An Elf. She always had a braid. I teased her that it was too short. She was studying to be a mage, ah, working under the theory that illusion magic could be
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He whispered the last word, seeing her so clearly in his eyes.
It did. But not on me. When the wreckage cleared, I found her lifeless body on the floor of the academy study room."
It had been long enough that he could speak the words without
"Colette was the first person to tell me that she believed in me, and I believed her. She deserved to live her life to the fullest. She deserved to see so many more discoveries."
His fists clenched on the ground.
She listens, first without judgment, then carefully
"...The pursuit of knowledge can be dangerous, no matter the means. We aren't always the ones to pay the price. Not that I'm speaking from experience, obviously, I... won't say I know how you feel.