[A wonder indeed that the paper did not set itself alight before reaching her, truly.]
Mankind has crushed so very much that it does not understand, and if it is not stopped, we will be left with only the mundane. That is what I seek to halt. I know this very much to be true.
You will recall that my mother can become a dragon? Imagine, whatever she might be in truth, how much harder t'would it be for her to disguise such a thing were the world emptied of them entirely? When dragons take to the skies again, she could indeed be but one of any of them. And when she is an old woman she is Flemeth. Flemeth of the legends or Flemeth of tales to frighten a disobedient child. Asha'bellanar to the Dalish. There are some here who have wondered if she might aid us now as she did the Hero of Ferelden and Champion of Kirkwall before they wore such lofty titles and I say this: when a woman such as that offers aid, she does not do it out of charity, or the goodness of her heart. She knows nothing of these things.
A tale such as the one I have told is one oft recited among the Dalish, and one that hunters indeed hold particularly dear to them. They have carried it a long time, when she is the mother of halla. Fen'harel's teeth is not solely reserved for shemlen with some clans. You might think elves are elves, but you are a rifter, stranger to them than the flat ears in the cities.
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Mankind has crushed so very much that it does not understand, and if it is not stopped, we will be left with only the mundane. That is what I seek to halt. I know this very much to be true.
You will recall that my mother can become a dragon? Imagine, whatever she might be in truth, how much harder t'would it be for her to disguise such a thing were the world emptied of them entirely? When dragons take to the skies again, she could indeed be but one of any of them. And when she is an old woman she is Flemeth. Flemeth of the legends or Flemeth of tales to frighten a disobedient child. Asha'bellanar to the Dalish. There are some here who have wondered if she might aid us now as she did the Hero of Ferelden and Champion of Kirkwall before they wore such lofty titles and I say this: when a woman such as that offers aid, she does not do it out of charity, or the goodness of her heart. She knows nothing of these things.
A tale such as the one I have told is one oft recited among the Dalish, and one that hunters indeed hold particularly dear to them. They have carried it a long time, when she is the mother of halla. Fen'harel's teeth is not solely reserved for shemlen with some clans. You might think elves are elves, but you are a rifter, stranger to them than the flat ears in the cities.