one-shot soundtrack:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fnqb8zqHqdY
chapter soundtrack is not needed to enjoy the story, simply an addition for those who like them!
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A/N: Hey, hi, hello!
I don't usually do notes at the beginning of a story, but there were some things I wanted to specify before we get into this!
First off, this takes place in 10:59 Breach (14 years after the sixth blight/129 years after the fifth blight).
Also, I apologize if this formatting is a tad weird. This was originally posted to Dragon Age Role Play Amino back in January of 2018. Amino's formatting to begin with is a little odd to get italics to work. When I went back and edited the one-shot to repost, I didn't end up wanting to make any changes to the formatting.
Anyways, enjoy!
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10:59 Breach
It was hard to figure out how things ended up like this. It wasn't bad, not by any means. But that initial one month turned to two months, two months turned to six months, six months turned to a year, and that year turned into four years. It was never intended, the elf never meant to intrude or overstep her boundaries. Yet she wanted to learn, and Serana was willing to teach. At first, it was simply a matter of convenience and kindness, being allowed to stay and learn was something Serana never had to offer, and yet she did. Solora could never be more grateful.
But as the days went on, it branched away from just simply being a matter of convenience. Solora never really imagined herself ever getting close to anyone outside her Clan. It was odd, yet she liked it.
The two would talk way into the night, just sitting on the couch by the fire enjoying each other's company. Serana's brown tabby, Birch often sprawled out between the two of them.
It was odd, they weren't anything more than friends... very close friends perhaps. It wasn't uncommon for the two to doze off and wake up in an entanglement of limbs the next morning. Neither minded, neither cared.
But this life? This life wasn't for Solora. She was content, but it wasn't what she wanted. She still yearned to explore what the rest of Thedas had to offer her. Then why did the thought of leaving sadden her so? Surely both women knew this day would come.
Yet, recalling the day she told Serana was probably one of the easiest and hardest things for Solora. She remembered it clearly, every movement, every hesitation, every detail.
"Serana."
Solora remembered speaking her name so clearly, watching as the dark-haired mage had her back turned to her, her mind focused on the soup she was making.
"Solora."
A typical response from Serana, it held a layer of respect the human mage had unknowingly reserved for her.
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Silent Regrets | DRAGON AGE FANFICTION
Fanfic[ONE-SHOT FROM THE "TIMELESS" SERIES - SET BEFORE BOOK ONE] Even now, as she lie in the bed of a room she rented at a Tavern, that last night never seemed to leave Solora's thoughts. Sometimes.... Some things aren't meant to be. Yet, they hold so mu...
