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>You can still just wait a moment and see if things blow over. Besides, if there’s Asterites out there, there’s Crows — and this means someone might be watching every step you take.
winning option, writing!
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In the end, you decide to wait a moment and see if this situation blows over.
In the meantime, your friends must surely be sleeping and recovering. You worry about them. Wonder where they would be without you?
After all, your life changed through them and theirs through you. It reminds of you of that time when your family taught you how to make marmalade
It’s an important event, one that tied you to your family as it used to be, before any merchant stuck his hands into your quiet life.
You sigh, waiting for the situation outside to be decided, but nothing seems to be happening. The night is quiet, just as well. Outside, the moon shines a pale silver, and its presence fill you with strength.
Sighing, you trace the profile of your cameo, following the outline of Saint Bragia. One day you will have to give this amulet back, and wonder how bad your fingers will have consumed it, smoothed it out like a paved stone.
Then you feel something on your back.
You turn right away to see a pair of crimson eyes, a pale face, flowing white hair like a floating jellyfish.
Your heart stop.
You have seen that face already.
In every Temple of Flame, and in your nightmares. The source of everything you faced so far.
The Adversary.
The Stilladìa’s black horns glisten with the silver shine of the constellation of souls blinking on and off like a thousands sparks.
You raise your sword.
She is too fast — her pale hand reaches for your face and she taps your nose.
You blink, and then the world twists and you are falling, falling, falling.
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