"Harlowe's a Magister of the Dark in another version of the world. You do not have to listen to him. Since isn't that why we fight the Valde Bellum—" Judging by her pointed tone, this seems addressed more to Harlowe than you. "—To ensure that humanity will live on."
A short sigh, and she moves on.
"We couldn't tell you where Kiri is, though. It isn't what we are. Axes and Injustice are the hard edge of this Familia's enforcement, not its searching heart. And Kiri doesn't understand enough about Sprouts for me to help her that way, either. I'd suggest you talk to Quentin, over there—"
She points, indicating a mousey-haired young man with an oversized knapsack, currently in some kind of argument with... a centaur?
"Or... Leli. She's at the central pond." And indeed, this whole wide clearing is dotted with ponds like the one you arrived in, most with strange crumbling stone bridges that half-cross them before falling to rubble.
And there, sitting on an overturned stone from the bridge that half-crosses the pond before crumbling to rubble, is a woman.
Her skin is moon-pale—almost unhealthily so, though no less beautiful for it—and her hair is dark as night. You realize two things about her: that she is Wounded, and that, even if you were in a dark and empty time, a hurting time, a ruined and compromised time in your life; even if you understood one day that you had failed, that you had wasted yourself and your opportunities—even then, she would always be with you.
The grass around her is blanketed with the white of snowdrops.
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"Harlowe's a Magister of the Dark in another version of the world. You do not have to listen to him. Since isn't that why we fight the Valde Bellum—" Judging by her pointed tone, this seems addressed more to Harlowe than you. "—To ensure that humanity will live on."
A short sigh, and she moves on.
"We couldn't tell you where Kiri is, though. It isn't what we are. Axes and Injustice are the hard edge of this Familia's enforcement, not its searching heart. And Kiri doesn't understand enough about Sprouts for me to help her that way, either. I'd suggest you talk to Quentin, over there—"
She points, indicating a mousey-haired young man with an oversized knapsack, currently in some kind of argument with... a centaur?
"Or... Leli. She's at the central pond." And indeed, this whole wide clearing is dotted with ponds like the one you arrived in, most with strange crumbling stone bridges that half-cross them before falling to rubble.
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...thanks. I'll see if they can point me in the right direction.
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And there, sitting on an overturned stone from the bridge that half-crosses the pond before crumbling to rubble, is a woman.
Her skin is moon-pale—almost unhealthily so, though no less beautiful for it—and her hair is dark as night. You realize two things about her: that she is Wounded, and that, even if
you were in a dark and empty time, a hurting time, a ruined and compromised time in your life; even if you understood one day that you had failed, that you had wasted yourself and your opportunities—even then, she would always be with you.
The grass around her is blanketed with the white of snowdrops.
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".......Hello, Lumen."