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It took me not that long time to recover. Gail and Pandora did potions every single time they could for me to heal, recover my energy, to feel better... the list was infinite. Despite the girl wasn't as good in magic as Wiese was, Gail learned really fast about potions, herbs, stones, their energies and correspondences.

Wiese practiced runes just as much as the girls did potions, trying new designs, intents and ideas, but a different room, protected by a complex sigil Pandora had drawn in the walls, floor and ceiling to absorb the damage in case anything went out of control, but my witch also paid them a visit now and then to make sure everything was in control.

I liked to see how the sky changed its colors. It had been a long time since the last chance I had to pay any attention to it, or anything else besides carnage, killing and keeping my group alive. To only gaze into the firmament, its tones, let the wind caress my skin as I rested in a window ... it was all unreal, anything but what I was used to.

A deep breath broke all of my thoughts, keeping me grounded in the here and now, in the present, enjoying the moment of silence and peace, a peace my family wasn't allowed to live, a peace my whole kingdom missed. For a second, I felt guilty for having the pleasure while they couldn't even imagine it, but I knew I would return.

I have to.

"And you will, but in time," said Wiese, entering the room, waking me up.

I looked at them and it surprised me that Pandora and Gail were not in there. I had been so focused on my own thoughts I never heard them getting out and didn't even realize I was slowly falling asleep; Wiese didn't either, and was ready to leave before I spoke.

"No, no, it's okay." I gestured with my hand for them to come in. "I don't want to be alone right now."

"Are you sure? I don't want to bother you or something..." Despite they sounded ashamed, the look in their eyes made it clear they didn't want to be alone either.

"Yes. Weren't you practicing, by the way" I added as Wiese came to the mirror.

"I took a little rest, but I'm improving," there was so much pride in their voice I could hardly imagine them as the same kid Pandora and I found in the forest.

"That's great to hear, Wiese," I said with a smile as I spoke, "and I'm happy to know you're feeling so proud of it."

"I've never been that good in anything, and I know magic is something new to me..."

"You were even terrified of it when Pandora used it for the first time," I commented when they paused.

"I remember," they said laughing a little, "and yes, it still sends shivers down my spine when I do something new, but it feels awesome to be good at something."

"And you're good at many different things, you just have to discover them, have a little patience and you will see." I winked an eye to the kid that had called me 'mommy.'

It didn't feel that long since they did it, and yet, whenever I remembered it, something inside me moved as never before. The weight of the word, the power in it, and the charge it meant... it overwhelmed me, of course it did, but filled me in a way I couldn't describe with words.

"Wiese," I cut my chain of thoughts and took some air. I wasn't prepared to tell them what I had to, but I kept doing it still, "I have to return to my world, so has Pandora, and I know you've been with us for a long time, but you have to decide what to do now."

"What do you mean?" They asked, now with their face somber.

"I mean that you should, kind of, return with your family, your friends." I felt a knot tightening in my throat as I pronounced the words.

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