"You are a witch. Why is a world of magic any lesser reality?"
She wishes no debate, nor does she allow his words to hurt her which seems the intent, however confused Nerium may be by it. If he cannot see this world, he need not have any part of it. The magic remains, renewed and rebirthed nonetheless. Yet Nerium watches him go still, feeling a stirring of sorts she cannot quite place.
"You may still take a flower for her, if you wish." She points to a thick patch beneath a nearby set of trees. "The blue are healing. The yellow prevent nightmares."
"You need not return here if you do not wish. But it will remain open to all who are friends of magic."
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Date: 2015-05-20 09:42 pm (UTC)"You are a witch. Why is a world of magic any lesser reality?"
She wishes no debate, nor does she allow his words to hurt her which seems the intent, however confused Nerium may be by it. If he cannot see this world, he need not have any part of it. The magic remains, renewed and rebirthed nonetheless. Yet Nerium watches him go still, feeling a stirring of sorts she cannot quite place.
"You may still take a flower for her, if you wish." She points to a thick patch beneath a nearby set of trees. "The blue are healing. The yellow prevent nightmares."
"You need not return here if you do not wish. But it will remain open to all who are friends of magic."