“There is nothing to do, please return, she will need time.” the attendant states, snapping me back to reality. With this he left not in the direction of the population beyond now in a havoc but into the forest, opposite still to all that is now engulfed in utter darkness.
Whatever it was it damned it would no less invoke fear to your very core. For now, my life is the last thing I would need to worry about because it was a master, to its craft, for its attire allowed for his eyes not see nor for him to feal a thing. Magic, its essence was entuned to it; to the magic that lay around it, something only myth had been able to do but that was not real at least it is not supposed to be. Taking a step back I realize .
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