...She almost had me. That sly vixen that I've grown so close to almost pinpointed that emotion I've so nicely kept tame and down lately. Even I have not yet been able to identify it. Perhaps it is that Mage's doing. Perhaps he put another curse on me to spur on this feeling, whatever it may be.
I slightly miss the scavenger's presence. Though this will never be voiced to any being on this plane--not even my dearest of companions. Even that clone of mine will have to work to get that out of me. I should not feel this way...I should not, by the laws of nature and all that is right, feel regret for the unstable b*****d's disappearing act! He has destroyed my family, and left me with nothing but painful memory. The only one close to me he has not yet damaged, is my dear Liandria, and even now I fear for her life. I fear above all else, that she is next in line, as soon as he finds out my relation to her. For the time being, she is safe... he has not yet come in contact with her, nor seen me with her either. She is safe...
I suppose I should not be worrying about my spirit sister. She can take care of herself after all, and is in many ways, much wiser and more collected than I. But still, she is all I have left of my past, and surely if he still finds joy in my despair, she will be targeted. And yet knowing this, I still seek him out. Why am I so eager and curious about this cruel man? No, that will never be admitted, for I hate him with a passion. Ah, yes, that must be it. I must be so passionate about my hate for him, that the overflow of emotion is mistaken for a favoring of the very being I loathe. Yes, that must be it... My mistake, again.
I am not in denial. I dare any sane creature to tell me different.
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Method Behind the Madness
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