“The gods have shown me the path to the future, but I have decided that… Just this once I might step in just a hair to nudge it along. He could live a lifetime suffering from this, or he could live a lifetime fighting the war alongside his friends. Life is life, who are the gods to say if he should live it well or not.” She stepped through the door, her robes brushing the ground softly behind her. Reezara followed the woman in with her head low to the ground sniffing after the woman cautiously.
‘She smells of magic and pain. The night, and the dawn, yet not the day.’ Her voice was soft and cautious. Talia promised to explain later why Madora smelled so unique.
“What do you want me to do?” She had a million little questions flitting through her mind but time was
