"We have already changed it." Provided you take the damn advice. Her hands fold once more, a glance over her shoulder. She holds his gaze. "A second chance, Kain."
She's been living on borrowed time some two years now, knows those still left to her are beginning to run thin. To die with her right mind is a luxury she will not afford.
But Kain is young. Young, and foolish, and a Warden. Meant to have more time — or at least a different end. One that owns some purpose.
(Would she have changed her path, had she known it then? Felt it, and not just seen the facts? No,)
"Who else would keep the letters?"
Get him thinking about something else, however close the topic. Get him thinking and not just fearing, that's the key.
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She's been living on borrowed time some two years now, knows those still left to her are beginning to run thin. To die with her right mind is a luxury she will not afford.
But Kain is young. Young, and foolish, and a Warden. Meant to have more time — or at least a different end. One that owns some purpose.
(Would she have changed her path, had she known it then? Felt it, and not just seen the facts? No,)
"Who else would keep the letters?"
Get him thinking about something else, however close the topic. Get him thinking and not just fearing, that's the key.