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Sometimes.

[ no ]

Thinner, near a rift, or in places where the veil is failing. Or when I reach for it, to draw it back.

Ah — rather, is it heavy to keep?

[ tradition. ]

Edited 2021-04-22 05:12 (UTC)

[ well, she can't take that admittance back. ]

It shouldn't be.

[ but— ]

It's never a burden. But it reminds me that I am very far from the women who would practice with me, and that I might never find my way back. So in a way it's...it can be harder to attune to it than I remember.

[ what she should have learned. ah. ]

Do they sense that? The spirits.

I don't know. Maybe.

[ it's been a long time since she reached out with such intentions. ]

Isaac, where did you come from before you came here?

[ a spirit in dairsmuid is not a spirit in kirkwall. the veil, too, owns its strange geography. and yet:

there are no ghosts, he must have told have a dozen others. there are impressions, imitations. memories. surely, some piece of them must carry. ]

Ghislain.

[ it's not how he signs his letters. enchanter of montsimmard. ]

It was — peculiar, to return.

Was it very different from what you remembered, or was it the same?

[ and which would be more difficult to be met with? ]

It would be sweet to say the sky was.

[ but you know. rifts. ruefully, ]

I did not often leave the tower.

[ something something 'attempted murder charge' ]