[In the moment, with Celehar still aware of all that transpired, one could argue that his love having been returned only worsened his betrayal. But it's Frieda's hope that once he won't be able to recall this memory anymore, he'll at least maintain that of his and Evru's reciprocated feelings, which ought to hearten him and give him strength.
At his question, she uncertainly shrugs her shoulders.]
I don't know. When I put my head underwater, the voices were too indistinct to differentiate. But maybe, the wraiths could hear them clearly.
[Pure speculation, nothing they should risk their continued existence for - all the less since it'd only cause them pain. If they push on ahead, at least they have a chance of an eventual oblivion.]
If we follow the light, then... I don't know.
[Said light is more of a suggestion that a distinct landmark now, a faint shine like the glow left behind on one part of the horizon after the sun has set.]
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At his question, she uncertainly shrugs her shoulders.]
I don't know. When I put my head underwater, the voices were too indistinct to differentiate. But maybe, the wraiths could hear them clearly.
[Pure speculation, nothing they should risk their continued existence for - all the less since it'd only cause them pain. If they push on ahead, at least they have a chance of an eventual oblivion.]
If we follow the light, then... I don't know.
[Said light is more of a suggestion that a distinct landmark now, a faint shine like the glow left behind on one part of the horizon after the sun has set.]