Stavanger Bay No one dies from love

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As if summoned from a dream, or by fate, or through whatever magic that might still burn in Reverie's veins —
A healer appeared, calling out, making her way through the Bay. Reverie heard this call from the den, and rose on unsteady limbs to answer. She trembled as she stepped from the cave, winced as her pace picked up, but when she caught sight of the gilded figure all the breath was stolen from her throat and she went very, very still. Her pain was forgotten.
Rose?
No. No, this was someone else. But the memory of it ached; the first sun of her life, the one whose death had torn everything from her and left her — this. Self-loathing swelled in her throat at the thought, but she took another shaky step forward. Hi, She called out, and swallowed. I - I do need help. Please. After a pause she thought to add, I'm Reverie.