Stubbornly Alara clung to the river.
She was dying. She could feel it. Each passing day wrought her thinner, more resembling one of those ancient skeletons a abandoned along the shores than a living, breathing descendant of the sirens. Each passing day fashioned her a weaker thing; a faltering, dwindling, disappearing thing.
Finally by the river she collapsed. Alara did not know whether her shadow still led her. Did it matter?
She could no longer follow.
She was dying. She could feel it. Each passing day wrought her thinner, more resembling one of those ancient skeletons a abandoned along the shores than a living, breathing descendant of the sirens. Each passing day fashioned her a weaker thing; a faltering, dwindling, disappearing thing.
Finally by the river she collapsed. Alara did not know whether her shadow still led her. Did it matter?
She could no longer follow.
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But I would not want you any other way - by Alara - June 24, 2024, 03:09 PM
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