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by doctorx » Mon Feb 23, 2015 10:14 pm
Faeraidel
"No. Oh, no..."
Faeraidel's blue eyes close. Slowly, silently, tears begin to stream down her cheeks.
At length, a soft whisper escapes her lips.
"A glamour; that is how she evaded us. But to maintain the illusion for so long undetected? That is magic beyond her casting, or that of any of the Order, save the highest..."
Another pause, then her eyes snap open, the blue light burning in them flickering dangerously.
"Didolia: I see her handiwork in this. No doubt the story pleased her. She would have found it amusing. Oh, Euraidel, you fool; you dear, sweet, beloved fool. This is the ending I feared, though I sought to prevent it. Torgrim's name, why did you not talk to me? I would have helped you! I would have..."
She trails off, head bowed, her tears flowing freely...