I was in a fog. All energy was sapped, all thoughts blurred, my memory blank. I would say the energy of my mind and body were rapidly ebbing as I followed the others deeper into the fortress hill. Of course, now I recognize that this was due to the effects of the Stone, but at the time it was as if I were in a dream, and like a dream, it turned into a wisp when I awoke.
Truthfully, I remember little of the adventure. Whindel has promised me that if I ever decide to turn this web story into a book he will cast a spell which will release my memory and turn the underground adventure into at least three chapters, possibly four, but for now I must skip most of it in a blur.
I remember a few things. Alishina noticed the ebb of my energy and memory. As a creature of Water, she flowed over to me and offered me support. To keep my mind in the present, she forced me to join her in a whispered conversation. I found out about her late husband and she learned about my wife, Lisa, and her brave final battle. The more we talked, the more we discovered how much we actually shared. The more we shared, the closer we became.
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