Not "the last true elves", not special. Not coming to save us.
(not coming to save us.
how many have died waiting? )
My mama used to say, one day all of us, we will all be Dalish. They will come and take us away to better lives. We will be free, like the Dalish.
( her laugh is unsteady - she had been so bright-eyed and so bold only moments ago, telling of her exploits, and now she is just a little girl holding a teacup too large for her hands. )
Your hero tells you he is tired and he doesn't like your tone. It's all right -
It is all right. We will save ourselves. I believe that.
( but for just a few moments, watching tattooed faces walk through skyhold -
for just a few moments, she'd thought they might not be alone when they do it. )
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( it's so soft. )
Not "the last true elves", not special. Not coming to save us.
( not coming to save us.
how many have died waiting? )
My mama used to say, one day all of us, we will all be Dalish. They will come and take us away to better lives. We will be free, like the Dalish.
( her laugh is unsteady - she had been so bright-eyed and so bold only moments ago, telling of her exploits, and now she is just a little girl holding a teacup too large for her hands. )
Your hero tells you he is tired and he doesn't like your tone. It's all right -
It is all right. We will save ourselves. I believe that.
( but for just a few moments, watching tattooed faces walk through skyhold -
for just a few moments, she'd thought they might not be alone when they do it. )