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:: Continued... Her expression faltered as she absentmindedly adjusted her mittens to cover more skin. I thought I saw something dark and fearful behind her eyes, but only for a moment. "Then ignore my warnings, just like everyone else. But you've seen something you shouldn't have." I knew it was true, but I didn't flinch. "I've seen plenty of things I shouldn't have. Doesn't mean I'll let fear control me." For a moment, she looked at me as if searching for something - maybe an opening, maybe a weakness - but I wasn't about to give her that satisfaction. I don't trust her. Not a bit. There's something off about her, something that doesn't add up. And I wasn't about to walk into whatever trap she was trying to set for me. But she wasn't done. Her eyes darkened, and there was a coldness in her voice when she spoke again. "You think I'm hiding?" she asked, her tone growing more intense. "You think the fog is my only secret. But there's more, Ashala. Much more." "Spare me the cryptic nonsense." I was done playing her game. I stepped back again, my hand tightening around the hilt of my dagger. "Whatever it is you're hiding, Kierendal, you can keep it. I'm not here for your riddles." Her smile returned, but it was colder this time, like she knew something I didn't. "Maybe there is no goddess - only the scars we earn and the paths we choose," she said softly, as though the words were meant only for herself. I stopped, eyes narrowing. Of all people, she was playing with fire with a comment like that. "I choose my path, Kierendal," I said, my voice low and steady. "And I don't walk it with anyone." She studied me for a moment, her lips curling into a smile that wasn't a smile at all. "We'll see, Ashalia," she said, her voice barely audible in the fog. "We'll see." Turning, she vanished back into the mist. I stood there for a long moment, trying to shake the feeling that I had just walked away from something I should have paid attention to. But I just don't trust her. I don't trust anyone. Sometimes, not even myself. Ashalia The Grey | |