What if things had been different and Dura and Miah had never parted ways before Shadowlands?
For the longest of moments, her gaze did not lift from the sketchpad within her lap. Brush strokes with the small piece of charcoal slowed, until it remained still upon the page.
"I could say that things would have been great. That we would have traveled the world together, both of us learning what it meant to exist again. You would have taught me many things, just as I would have showed you other things. Our friendship would have been absolute."
She paused, amethyst pools finally lifting to rest on one of the creatures that may have known her the best. There was something hidden in the crevices of her thoughts; something secret and unspoken.
"But, had that happened, I would not have seen the trials and tribulations passed. I would not be who I am today had things remained the same between us."