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I stared at her, struggling to see her form. She resolved into clarity as she stopped before me, mother's slender and refined figure becoming clear, her skin as deep-black as mine, her long, flowing hair fell white about her shoulders, a color so pure it almost hurt my vision to gaze upon. Her bright-purple eyes seized mine. “What do you mean, daughter? Her brother inspires her.” “Her brother is killing her, Mother,” I said. “She loves him so much blonde she has forsaken her craft. She has allowed herself to be swept up in his destructive quest for revenge. He has led her into a world of violence and placed her into harms way time and time again. He gave her the cursed necklace she wears around her neck. “She will die, Mother, if she stays with him.” Princess Ava – Az, Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of Zeutch “I need help!” I shouted through the feyhound's muzzle, the words coming out harsher, deeper than my own. 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