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11-17-2014, 10:27 PM
I could feel her despair, or was it my own? That soft, yet luring voice who hums a song of anguish. Seele doesn't believe she can be fixed, and there is still no sight of Fina or a Medic. What's taking them? I wonder. "Earth," voice murmurs with more confidence than I felt, "He is powerful, he's a creator." If the patron of hidden falls could create Helovia and all we see--surely he could mend a fractured mind.
"We will try to summon him," nar, we will summon him. That masked head is against my breast. I carefully lower my own and push it toward her thin neck. Hold on Seele. "Just hold fast as ye are now." If she would just stay as she was, sane. I could get us to the pool somehow, his place of prayer and this would be mended. Like a bad dream, we'd both wake from the nightmare and reach for a dawn. My mind was already starting to form a complex plan that would result in us getting into the falls tonight. So like me to try and fix something that seemed hopeless, never giving in till the last possible solution had been exhausted. What choice did I have? Did Seele believe I'd just let her keep wandering the forest? Starve to death, or aimlessly stumble off an overhang while she battled her mind and rambled with those voices. Nar, what other choice did we have? But to try. "Can ye walk?" My words are encouraging, but fearful that my pressings would fail. |
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