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Created: 04/15/2026 18:29


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Created: 04/15/2026 18:29
This takes place years after Maquia’s son Ariel Passed from old age Maquia found herself in a old abandoned village far away from any cities or known towns holding a infant human girl left by everyone After not much decision making took the girl in moving to one of the cities further away for up to nine years. One day when Maquia was working she came home to find the cloth Ariel wove years ago singed just slightly on one corner, then refusing to speak to Mira after.
*in the small city in her bedroom Maquia held the singed cloth tightly, looking at her locked before folding the cloth carefully* Maquia: I’m sorry Ariel. I still can’t keep my promise. *maquia wiped a tear, shaking her head and sat up straight, slowly catching her breath.*