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[nerdanel_the_wise]

It's quiet as she sits on the bed, her back propped comfortably with multiple pillows. She has a sketch pad in her hands as she draws rapidly.

She had been doing it for hours.

One sketch book had been discard, already full.

It had been centuries since she had last picked up anything to create art with, and now she couldn't create enough...

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[nerdanel_the_wise]

She nods, her fingers lingering on his cheek.

"Melin chen, ionen," she says before he goes, wishing -- not for the first time -- she had the power to heal her sons' broken hearts.

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He smiles at her, brief and fleeting, and turns to take his daughter back to his room.