63: Ancient and Powerful
“I think this might do the trick,” Seamus says, trying and failing to keep his voice and hands from shaking as he shows Aeowyn the scroll. “You play, I’ll chant.” Aeowyn nods without stopping the tune she currently plays on her ocarina. Kyrie’s condition has neither improved nor worsened since she started playing. On Seamus’s signal, she seamlessly switches melodies to the one written in the scroll. Seamus chants with her, his hands pressed gently against the wound on Kyrie’s side. Green and purple light pulses around them. A gentle breeze wafts through the area. Kyrie’s expression becomes more peaceful, but her wound does not change, even once the spell is complete. “Back to the one you were playing before, then,” Seamus orders. “I’ll find another one.” “Seamus…. It’s okay,” Kyrie tell
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