A lot of what he said made sense only in certain ways; of course time didn't matter, but to him? Shouldn't it? What was he, then?
Simmaeri turned, but not too much to lose him in her peripheral, and gazed about to look for them. Deep pits in the earth...but were they, truly, what he said they were? Had she really been herself, born and made, for a forgotten moment? And why forgotten?
"Was this your magic?" she asked, turning her attention back to him wholly, her brow furrowed.
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A lot of what he said made sense only in certain ways; of course time didn't matter, but to him? Shouldn't it? What was he, then?
Simmaeri turned, but not too much to lose him in her peripheral, and gazed about to look for them. Deep pits in the earth...but were they, truly, what he said they were? Had she really been herself, born and made, for a forgotten moment? And why forgotten?
"Was this your magic?" she asked, turning her attention back to him wholly, her brow furrowed.