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2024-10-29 19:42:56~Rory~
I agreed to Andrew’s bargain - it felt strange to address him as my father anymore. Even trusting his words was formidable.
He understood my inhibitions.
He put the barrier around the house down so Ali could walk through. I watched Ali take Tala’s limp human body out of my room. We exchanged a few words, and I told him I’d be fine, to tell Elijah I could handle myself, and this was my way of fulfilling my promise to Tala.
Ali was hesitant to leave me behind, but Tala’s essence was fading fast. She looked like the woman in my dream, but in her worse state. Her eyes were half-open; green eyes were like leaves deprived of sunlight for weeks, drained of their natural glow. Her skin was wilted from being soaked in water for a long time. I rememb
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