Where the Heart Is
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Ísja and Num begin to walk out from beneath the willow tree. Meanwhile, Lani turns and looks at the grave at the bottom of the tree trunk. It's being swallowed by the trunk and its engravings are impossible to read.

PRISCILLE (NARRATION): Death is, of course, finality in its most drastic form.

The white-haired person from the previous page continues playing the balalaika.

TEXT: Priscille Murcco, Current Réja of Aitaran

PRISCILLE (NARRATION): You wished for a conclusion to your struggles. I saw it in your eyes, just as I've seen in my own.

There is a close-up of Priscille's face. They have many scars and they look exhausted.

PRISCILLE (NARRATION): Now, I cannot help but wonder which of our wills had been worn down the furthest.

Someone in a red hat appears at the entryway to the room.

RED HAT GUY: Réja Murcco, it's almost time.

PRISCILLE: Ah, of course. I shall be there shortly.

Chapter 5 Page 2

been waiting to introduce this character for a very long time :))


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I SMELL POSSIBLE POLITICAL INTRIGUE

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MAYBE SO!!!!