I carried my own ashes to the mountains
He nodded at the future sharing of information with Danta, uncertain how much the man would care in the long or short run. “We did find out air and gravity magic were quite effective against the void. Ice and earth did nothing at all. Everything else seemed normal.” They’d at least had that advantageous notion at their disposal, despite how poorly that meeting had gone as well.
He watched her flames brighten too, as it certainly hadn’t been of his own volition – the flames of his accord wrapping and ensnaring, then still. The inquiry mentioned was one that had gone through his mind over and over, and he couldn’t help but snort and shake his head. “Probably not.” The Sword began walking, treading lines over the snow, restless with the question, and knowing he’d have to piece the same portions together for Evie as well. “I have begun to wonder if the dream was nothing more than a lure to get us there.” Bait – a snare wrapped around all their necks. “But we are likely running out of ideas and time.” Unless someone had a better one.
He watched her flames brighten too, as it certainly hadn’t been of his own volition – the flames of his accord wrapping and ensnaring, then still. The inquiry mentioned was one that had gone through his mind over and over, and he couldn’t help but snort and shake his head. “Probably not.” The Sword began walking, treading lines over the snow, restless with the question, and knowing he’d have to piece the same portions together for Evie as well. “I have begun to wonder if the dream was nothing more than a lure to get us there.” Bait – a snare wrapped around all their necks. “But we are likely running out of ideas and time.” Unless someone had a better one.
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