Leaving is always hard.
Forgiveness seems so too.
Forgetting is even worse.
...and her own life lies down into shards...
...but there is still hope, Laandra thinks, leaning over the edge of the boat to look into the deep blue-green waters of the Veiled Sea.
Behind her, Azuremyst coast disappears into the mists and with a sigh she straightens her back, brushing off her old robes and stares forward as the ship goes faster and faster, over the waves, towards Mist's End...
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