Choice? As an eight year old against the machinations of an empire? Not fucking likely. I waited for days for my parents of course, thinking like a dumb kid, that they'd show up to get me eventually.
Not a chance.
And yeah, I guess others might've been sent to do less...fighty things, but most of those who trained with me were sent away to fight.
Fuck, magic is different for all of us here, right? And magic where I'm from—usually it comes with some shitty price tag. You get a favor from the Lady Merchant, something like, oh, the ability to call down lightning and bad weather. But she takes in kind, something equally important.
Except for the few of us who don't. The very few. And there's no question about where we'd end up.
no subject
Not a chance.
And yeah, I guess others might've been sent to do less...fighty things, but most of those who trained with me were sent away to fight.
Fuck, magic is different for all of us here, right? And magic where I'm from—usually it comes with some shitty price tag. You get a favor from the Lady Merchant, something like, oh, the ability to call down lightning and bad weather. But she takes in kind, something equally important.
Except for the few of us who don't. The very few. And there's no question about where we'd end up.