15 years after the second Great War, Galleous Sendaris was still mourning the loss of his son, Hubris Nestoris-Sendaris. But ever since a new threat showed up in Sendaria and Ataraxia, he heart may be healed sooner than later.
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"You want me to go in there?" Cora turned away from him, looking into what she classified as a pit of darkness that couldn't tamed by her own powers. "Yeah," "What if I die?" She asked turning back to the Sendarian with strands of hair in her face.
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"No," Cora insisted with tears in her eyes. Her face glowed a golden color from the image she was seeing. "That's not true. He's going to keep me!" the voice chuckled. "Did he keep the others?"
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"Why do I have to do this 8 hours a day?" Cora asked turning to Galleous with the most emotionless face he had ever seen her in. "Look, every girl you're age needs an education." he tried to explain. Cora furrowed her left brow. "There are boys here too,"
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"Everything's going to be okay, Misha," She reassured her stuffed pig. He was probably 180 years of age, but Cora loved how he would always smell like old maps and burnt ink. "He promised."
