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The first few hours I circled the prison, clinging <strong>to</strong> its curved pillars as I<br />

looked out over the vastness <strong>be</strong>yond. Nothing but darkness existed outside<br />

this island, swallowing and negating all substance and light. Now and again I<br />

returned <strong>to</strong> the slab I'd woken up on: sitting in meditation and refilling my<br />

mental reserves, preparing myself with the Art. Then I would return <strong>to</strong> my<br />

exploration once again, wondering how <strong>to</strong> escape.<br />

It couldn't have <strong>be</strong>en more than a few hours. That's all it <strong>to</strong>ok <strong>to</strong> res<strong>to</strong>re my<br />

spells in full. But by the end I knew that everyone who had followed me here<br />

was dead.<br />

This was no time for lamentations. It was no place for regrets. I wouldn't add<br />

a<strong>not</strong>her brick <strong>to</strong> this Fortress that way. All I could <strong>do</strong> now was focus on<br />

escape, and the oncoming confrontation.<br />

My heart skipped and I leaped up <strong>to</strong> my feet as a familiar figure materialized<br />

in the corner <strong>of</strong> my vision.<br />

I could've wept with relief upon seeing the ghostly form <strong>of</strong> Deionarra: her<br />

snow-white hair cascading <strong>do</strong>wn her shoulders, her spectral gown stirred by<br />

some ethereal breeze. Her gaze rested on mine, and a strange, disjointed<br />

sensation swept through me, as if I was looking at several pairs <strong>of</strong> eyes at<br />

once.<br />

"Deionarra...?"<br />

"My Love, at last I have found you... I searched for you after you were<br />

divided by the crystal - this Fortress spans hundreds <strong>of</strong> miles, and I feared<br />

you were lost <strong>to</strong> me." Her ghostly eyes <strong>to</strong>ok my measure, searching my body<br />

for new wounds. "Are you well?"<br />

"I think so - the crystal divided me, but I am one again. Now I am trapped<br />

here, however."<br />

"I suspect trapping you here was the crystal's true purpose. But it poses no<br />

barrier for one such as I." She closed her eyes. "Much <strong>do</strong> my eyes see, and<br />

the halls <strong>of</strong> this Fortress are well known <strong>to</strong> me. If you are trapped here, my<br />

Love, I shall see <strong>to</strong> it you are set free."<br />

"Deionarra," my fists tightened, and I swallowed the lump in my throat, "I<br />

wish <strong>to</strong> speak <strong>to</strong> you for a moment, and tell you how you died... and why."<br />

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