She has grown up in Caido, and yet, she doesn’t expect anything magical to happen. Not to her, anyway, or not in her vicinity. To others, yes, but not her. Her life has been shockingly ordinary for one spent in a magical land filled with gods. Which is to say full of ordinary magical creatures, but never the rare ones. Full of ordinary deaths, rather than extravagant ones. Full not of gods but their absence, for they did not come for her.
So when something begins to happen during her otherwise uneventful walk, she doesn’t quite believe it at first. But the deep, lonely call that echoes out draws others, only one whom she recognizes but doesn’t bother to approach. Instead she simply stays where she is, waiting to see what might happen, knowing she should run in the other direction because things like this are never good. Yet she can’t help but staywhich has nothing to do with leveling, can’t help but see what magical thing might present itself.
So when something begins to happen during her otherwise uneventful walk, she doesn’t quite believe it at first. But the deep, lonely call that echoes out draws others, only one whom she recognizes but doesn’t bother to approach. Instead she simply stays where she is, waiting to see what might happen, knowing she should run in the other direction because things like this are never good. Yet she can’t help but stay
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-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
