"He who rejects his heart's feelings, is bound to wallow in solitude."
~Tasmiya Shaik
VILLAGE OF EREVOR
Outside the Village Chief's Bungalow
Thursday
17:18
René was seated on the rocks that surrounded the clear waters of the pond. Snow flakes settled on the water's surface, and the grayling fish of mixed hues gathered to where her hand freely dangled at the shallow end. They harmlessly nipped at her fingers, and felt harmonious with the gentle waves of her magic that flowed into the water.
Her body was rejuvenated by the holy spring's water, and she was empowered with immeasurable amounts of energy that accounted for the recent loss of magic. Her heart was cleansed of the unwanted contempt it fabricated for the Aldari Lord. What three aspects remained was a resolve strong enough to defeat their enemies, her duties as the healer, and an unrequited love that she wished to be taken away.
