Igma;
How do you protect your people from experiencing the same things your people did to us?
Those words curl around my mind as I stare at the warlock before us. I can not begin to understand what he expects us to say to that.
I don't have answers…And from the look of things, neither does Rhydian. How can we, when we don't even know the depths of pain our people must have put theirs through?
Before now, I could live with that knowledge because I was taught that our people were simply striking back. I was taught that it was defence. All that this lunatic has been saying changes way too much all at once, so no.
No, we do not have the answers to that question.
And aside from trying to understand what in the goddess's name is going on here, I can not stop thinking about Alana. Ever since I woke up here, I've been feeling her tugging against our bond. She's somewhere here. I can feel her.
