[ She wonders if it would be better to know the reasons why one is chosen to wield a certain power or to never know at all. Is there ever a good reason to be saddled with abilities to mess with the threads that make up the fabric of reality? To make an Empire rise and fall. Is it better to be given a purpose?
Amber takes note of his every word with diligence. Never mind the hollow feeling in her own chest. Duty is duty. She never once forgets to observe. ]
So grief can also be a fuel. Like anger, like vengeance.
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Amber takes note of his every word with diligence. Never mind the hollow feeling in her own chest. Duty is duty. She never once forgets to observe. ]
So grief can also be a fuel. Like anger, like vengeance.