"My story?" I pushed the subject off, like it had little meaning. "Hey, Dark elf." Dagur called from behind, as he stepped into the room. How is it that she's still even breathing, with this low of a heart rate? I just hope that she wakes up in time, before I'm able to go out again. Had she still been that cold? I wonder, how many years she has been in that Ice shard. In her deep hibernation, she didn't seem to feel a thing as I placed my finger on her white skin.
She was still lying against the wall, barely. "I almost forgot." I stopped infront the door, abruptly.
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