"No, not here they're not. I have experienced more than enough of their Fade." She slides her eyes over Anna, briefly, then back across to Wysteria and there is a pinched quality to the corners of her mouth. That sharp roll on her feet. "Here, they reflect you. It is not another world, it is you, drawn up into daylight."
She breathes out slowly. "Perhaps, perhaps a mage. Or someone who has been putting their fingers where they should not."
Like I did. But that didn't need to be said, in present company.
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"No, not here they're not. I have experienced more than enough of their Fade." She slides her eyes over Anna, briefly, then back across to Wysteria and there is a pinched quality to the corners of her mouth. That sharp roll on her feet. "Here, they reflect you. It is not another world, it is you, drawn up into daylight."
She breathes out slowly. "Perhaps, perhaps a mage. Or someone who has been putting their fingers where they should not."
Like I did. But that didn't need to be said, in present company.