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I’m free. I do not know how many times I can say those words but I feel like screaming it to the open skies. This was not why I left in the first place. I had wanted, I still would want to take Wynaré for my wife, my father knew how close we were, but after she was nearly staked for using the ‘demonic arts’ I knew I could not stand for it, so I helped her escape. Well, the elf helped too, but I had to talk the selfish bastard into it, ass was going to let her burn. We rescued her, and I escaped with her. I’ve never been so free. I even have the freedom to learn about something that has always intrigued me. These so-called “demonic arts.” Magic. It appears that Wynaré can indeed use it, as can Kei (the ass). History is riddled with it and despite what my people have always believed, I do not believe it is all bad and I can see why, historically, it would have been believed so. After all, I would begin to fear all magic too if my entire city was magically burned to the ground by a raving lunatic. I do wonder if there is some truth to magic stealing a little of your soul with each use. The way Kei acts, and as powerful as his is, I think there must be. I prefer not to think of that right now. The skies seem so blue, the world so open. No prearranged marriages, no duties to the Lord (my father), just my own decisions, my own path, traveling an open road of possibilities with Wynaré...and Kei. Unfortunately I do not think we will be splitting ways from him anytime soon. --Alex Delaney I’m free. I do not know how many times I can say those words but I feel like screaming it to the open skies. This was not why I left in the first place. I had wanted, I still would want to take Wynaré for my wife, my father knew how close we were, but after she was nearly staked for using the ‘demonic arts’ I knew I could not stand for it, so I helped her escape. Well, the elf helped too, but I had to talk the selfish bastard into it, ass was going to let her burn. We rescued her, and I escaped with her. I’ve never been so free. I even have the freedom to learn about something that has always intrigued me. These so-called “demonic arts.” Magic. It appears that Wynaré can indeed use it, as can Kei (the ass). History is riddled with it and despite what my people have always believed, I do not believe it is all bad and I can see why, historically, it would have been believed so. After all, I would begin to fear all magic too if my entire city was magically burned to the ground by a raving lunatic. I do wonder if there is some truth to magic stealing a little of your soul with each use. The way Kei acts, and as powerful as his is, I think there must be. I prefer not to think of that right now. The skies seem so blue, the world so open. No prearranged marriages, no duties to the Lord (my father), just my own decisions, my own path, traveling an open road of possibilities with Wynaré...and Kei. Unfortunately I do not think we will be splitting ways from him anytime soon. --Alex Delaney Saronai :: remember :: |
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