"Had it been fear for prejudicial death at the blazing breath of a Dragon? Or had it been ignorance to love a fellow human? What cause sealed the mouths of the people to remain silent at the sight of the Execution of a young child?
The root was that every man's covenant with fear for his own life pends being broken."
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Western Cliffs of Shillingston,
Verging over the Eastern Banks of the Prussian Farriage Sea,
Kingdom of Tristendyre,
Tempestuous Eve of the first Phriday of the Second month,
XXI Year of Regency
"My reflections have been succeeded by the conclusion that I am at peace for my family had sensed my unbeknownst whereabouts and have strove for me despite the impending of consuming flames."
Imogen had been comforted at hearing those words from the old friend she'd made a few hours prior to her execution.
