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I call to it with the voice of living things, with the memory of Stormwind’s smile, the crunch of fresh apples, the rustle of leaves in the wind, and I feel the poison move toward me, turning back by what paths it can find.
When you have chosen a path, you must walk it with courage.
What it would be like to learn openly and freely with others, or simply to have so much knowledge at one’s disposal.
For the first time, I am truly grateful that my parents kept me from this. I expected the world to be set against me, and I was prepared for it. If I’d grown up here, been taught to accept these prejudices and based my expectations for myself on them, would I be anything like the person I am now?
