[ It's a delicate question with an indelicate answer, one bought with blood and brutality. Die once and you become a monster, all bones and decay on your breath. Die twice and the second time will be at the hands of your friends, the ones that had sworn to protect you failed. (Or perhaps they are the ones who die. Under your hands. You swore to protect me.)
Alayne shuts her eyes and tries not to think about it. It fills her stomach with a terrible acid that threatens to eat at her insides. ]
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Alayne shuts her eyes and tries not to think about it. It fills her stomach with a terrible acid that threatens to eat at her insides. ]
I cannot rightly say.
Perhaps nothing happens. Perhaps it is an end.