"I will do so," he promises. Elihu places a hand on Skellig's arm, careful, and then the world disappears as Elihu's power surges over his body. The wind, the rain, the storm, are pressed all around him, seeking for cracks, stains left upon his soul.
It could be minutes later or far longer than that when the world comes back.
Elihu's face is worried, his voice low, and slightly horrified. "No magic has touched you but hers," he rasps. "But what have you two DONE to bind your souls together?!"
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Date: 2024-05-26 09:17 pm (UTC)It could be minutes later or far longer than that when the world comes back.
Elihu's face is worried, his voice low, and slightly horrified. "No magic has touched you but hers," he rasps. "But what have you two DONE to bind your souls together?!"