#even if she didn't do anything but you know. the scoia'tael :(. srry i wanted 2 try smth v different i love priestess]

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“There are no good choices here.” // the priestess!

meaningful sentence starters // ACCEPTING

There are no good choices here, she had once said. The Scoia'tael's cause or to die slowly in silence, snuffed out by dh'oine. No good choices.

It was a small village. Iorveth and his unit were already on their way out, their tattered shoes crunching over the charcoal and the cooling, cooling cinders. On their faces: nothing. No remorse. No regrets. Maybe a smile or a gleam of joy, perhaps, but he could not see their faces nor hear their steps nor feel their presence, the unwanted chill. He could only see the bodies. He could only hear the silence. He could only taste the ash, the burning earth stuck to his throat, and feel a swell lap against the walls of his hollow chest like a stirring, heavy wave.

Not that long ago he saw her grow life with her hands. Since then he wanted so badly to see her as the sun, this bright light...

“'Feainn,'” he echoed. Her name came with no warmth. “...I had been blind.”

A boy's hair tousled in the wind. Valathaan would not turn to face her.