“ strength has nothing to do with fearlessness ”
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how heavy a weight those words carry ! how deep they slink into the soft pit of her stomach ; a dagger made sharp by kindness & wisdom , but far less cruel than any blade . something like a laugh slips past her lips , short & rare . she does not wonder what has sparked such a declaration , though perhaps she doesn’t need to ; perhaps he has only seen how her hands still shake even when her voice holds steadfast & resolute . mislyn does not know if she shares the sentiment , but she would like for him to be right all the same . ❛ though everything , i suspect , with the appearance of it . they would not make a coward the inquisitor . ❜
