aftermath of something lethal

yes other hearts were broken & other dreams ran dry

but our golden ones sail on and on

"Well, thank the gods for that." Remi offered, his tone and stare both extremely dry. With all that was happening he was very, very reluctant to thank their diviner interveners for much. Safrin had saved Ronin once, but she'd now doomed him to die. Frey had helped Phoebe with a number of her problems, but she'd cursed him on two occasions. Ludo had been able to see beyond the barrier the entire time, but only shared the power centuries later. Arduinna had saved Aoife, but taken his sight. The list went on and on, boon and consequence over and over and over again.

"Many mages in Northaven had a similar magic. It seemed...difficult. Especially when it was stronger. If they let their emotions get the best of them it could be quite devastating." It was then Remi realized that perhaps the reason why Deimos was a man of few words was for precisely the reason he'd just articulated. Humming thoughtfully to himself, he stared into his glass with a sigh.

Asking a handful more questions about Helovia if only to get the lay of the land, learning that they too had gods who were fickle, that their monarchs and rulers were not always so benevolent, that their magic was vast and often unchecked, the alchemist realized just how sheltered his little life of before had been.

Eventually though the hour grew late and the glasses empty. With brief goodbyes, Remi left the bakery to make the not-so-far walk back to the guildhouse.


~FIN

Remi

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