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| Sister to a Dryad |
| Rowan It wasn't a vision, but a knowing. It wasn't a sign, but a sense. Gorse I could feel scars in the air around you, marring your heart and toughening your Spirit. Elder Uninjured, a gnarled limb is but dull perfection, straight and predictable. I could never love it. Ash There is a blackened ring around your heart, but we are Phoenixes, You and I. Elm I am too strong to walk away though there are scars in the air around me now too. We will both heal with Spirits such as ours. |
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