[It is excruciating and it is long. She can feel the weight in her own bones by the time the memory drips her back into reality, as if she'd taken his bruises and run his miles.
Strange, though. She's come to think of space and all its metallic implements as wholly separate from the earthen and arcane home she knows. But the way the blade transformed at the end — that was the stuff of story, through and through.]
After all that time...it's always some tricky little moral, isn't it?
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Strange, though. She's come to think of space and all its metallic implements as wholly separate from the earthen and arcane home she knows. But the way the blade transformed at the end — that was the stuff of story, through and through.]
After all that time...it's always some tricky little moral, isn't it?