Then there was that other strange feeling that pushed and pulled at her, making her reply the scene in the mess hall again and again.
She had never known regret-not true regret, anyway.
But she regretted not knowing the Crochan's name. She regretted not knowing who the new cloak on her shoulders had belonged to-where she had come from, how she had lived.
Somehow, even though her long life had been gone for ten years...
Somehow, that regret made her feel incredibly, heavily mortal.
She had never known regret-not true regret, anyway.
But she regretted not knowing the Crochan's name. She regretted not knowing who the new cloak on her shoulders had belonged to-where she had come from, how she had lived.
Somehow, even though her long life had been gone for ten years...
Somehow, that regret made her feel incredibly, heavily mortal.
( Sarah J. Maas )
[ Heir of Fire ]
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