"Elder Sapphira, what is your story?" I reached out to grab her hands, noticing how she pulled back slightly, then remained still, as she realized it was still me.
"Why do you want to know?" She let out a sigh, brushing back her long blond hair, and what caught my attention was her sad look in her blue eyes, as they told an ancient story of the past.
"Your point of view," I answered and she turned her startling indigo eyes on me, with a raised eyebrow. "I want to know how your life was before you started living with the humans, a time that you were free." I meet her eyes and she let out a small huff, bringing a smile on her face, it was a subtle one, but it was there.
"You have a habit of searching in the past." She lowered her head to my level, and I tilted my head curiously as she brought her hands to either side of my head, before touching our foreheads.
Closing my eyes, we synched our breaths together, pulling us into a part of her memory.
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