[The man nearly breaks his legs to stand, but the fracture comes elsewhere, the dragon notes. In utter affection, Alain falls apart.
Perhaps the crux does not lie in mortality itself. Perhaps the crux lies in contrasts, where one lives to die and the other lives to nonexistence.
Nii los dur do joorre, a Greybeard had said. It is the curse of mortals. This separation.
Thus, Nehnahlmey would allow Alain his want. He would permit the man to voice his desire and doubt in the same breath. The dragon clings tight to the ruined structure he helped bring about and holds the man's weight without complaint.]
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Perhaps the crux does not lie in mortality itself. Perhaps the crux lies in contrasts, where one lives to die and the other lives to nonexistence.
Nii los dur do joorre, a Greybeard had said. It is the curse of mortals. This separation.
Thus, Nehnahlmey would allow Alain his want. He would permit the man to voice his desire and doubt in the same breath. The dragon clings tight to the ruined structure he helped bring about and holds the man's weight without complaint.]
Zu fen dir voth hio.
[I will die with you.]