[Mini Event] who tells your story

EVIe "Some of us?" Evie says, shooting Maea a look. "None of us even know what is out there. You're willing to risk everything, our entire lives here, for some unknown?" Motioning towards Amalia as if to underscore her point, the red-head shakes her head scowling slightly at her lilac-eyed friend. Slipping her hand into Amalia 's, Evie gives it a quick squeeze and a reassuring smile. Her eyes dart briefly to Rory who now appears so impossibly different from the man she used to know, and it makes something inside of her ache. "What is there to lay out? The Gods have made this decision. No one leaves this place." Looking to Roana, the apothecarist raises her chin, bright blue eyes blazing. "Sorry that you were trapped somewhere before, but even if you can break out of this cage, it doesn't mean you should. Who are you—who are any of us—to say we know better than the gods?" Shooting a last glance towards Maea again, Evie pulled her hand from Amalia's so she could cross her arms. "Just because you might want to go doesn't mean you get to." Don't read the last page But I stay when it's hard or it’s wrong or you’re making mistakes

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