“I don’t want her to leave me, but I can trust no one else with the task. Trust. I must trust that she will live, trust that her Obsidians will protect her, and that she will protect herself. There’s a weight pressing down on my heart, a fear that she will not come back. It feels like she’s already falling into darkness. If she dies, she’ll die believing a lie.”
Omg
— May 13, 2024 08:31AM
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