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Even after nearly being spotted by her former leader Ktulu, Hotaru had no intention of stopping. She was so close to her prize she could almost taste it, taste the power in her veins and the spark of magic on her tongue. Surely her goddess would be pleased. Hotaru's feelings for the dead had lessened as she furthered her quest. As Ophelia had stated, they were mere bodies now.
Still, it was difficult to venture into the caves and find the body of yet another child. It reminded her this time of the little newborn in the meadow. How was any of this fair? Why would somebody do this to a child?
The Edge mare does nothing to stop her either. Truly she has ceased caring what others think of her. They do not know her, nor her quest, nor her reasonings. Not that they ever seem to care. They holler and point the finger at her, and she had stopped caring that they demonized her. Let the mare think whatever she wanted. Hotaru was not capable of such magnitude of evil. Was anyone?
Her mind wandered to Confutatis, and with a harsh snort realized that maybe people really could be that depraved.
It is harder to know the boy, even in passing, lingering in the North as he had after Lena healed him. She did not allow that to give her pause. Breaking off the tip of his horn and placing it into her bag, she stared down at him trying not to feel anything. Crystals found their way betwixt her lips, and like a shadow of guilt she sped back out into the sunlight.
Still, it was difficult to venture into the caves and find the body of yet another child. It reminded her this time of the little newborn in the meadow. How was any of this fair? Why would somebody do this to a child?
The Edge mare does nothing to stop her either. Truly she has ceased caring what others think of her. They do not know her, nor her quest, nor her reasonings. Not that they ever seem to care. They holler and point the finger at her, and she had stopped caring that they demonized her. Let the mare think whatever she wanted. Hotaru was not capable of such magnitude of evil. Was anyone?
Her mind wandered to Confutatis, and with a harsh snort realized that maybe people really could be that depraved.
It is harder to know the boy, even in passing, lingering in the North as he had after Lena healed him. She did not allow that to give her pause. Breaking off the tip of his horn and placing it into her bag, she stared down at him trying not to feel anything. Crystals found their way betwixt her lips, and like a shadow of guilt she sped back out into the sunlight.
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