𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋
- adj. extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world.
❝ rise and rise again
until lambs become lions. ❞
Her destiny had been written in the very laws of the magic she was so deeply connected to. The gol...
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𝕭𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈: 𝖂𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝖂𝐀𝐑
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𝕮𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝕰𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: sacrifice
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AFTER THE CHEERS OF CELEBRATION back at the camp, the quiet of the forest weighed heavy on her shoulders. The only sound to be heard were her soft footsteps on the ground and the steps of Aslan, who walked beside her. His earlier words still echoed through her mind. She knew he was right, yet she couldn't let go of the small flame of anger burning within her heart. It was foolish to blame the Deep Magic, as it was an impartial force, still in that moment Ashara hated it. She hated its laws, which so unfairly demanded an innocent life be taken in order to restore the balance. She hated her connection to yet, which demanded she was the living embodiment of that balance.
