[The boy looks over to the girl and she nods. Her eyes close and she whistles. The sound is soft and echoing, as though coming from far away. Mirrors flash with light and continue down the path around the corner and up.]
It won't last forever. Go on and follow that.
[Once Emizel does, he'll be met with a reflection. It might be a version of he longs to be or one he doesn't want to see. It might just be himself. But it's waiting, looking expectant. Speak your fears, daemon.]
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It won't last forever. Go on and follow that.
[Once Emizel does, he'll be met with a reflection. It might be a version of he longs to be or one he doesn't want to see. It might just be himself. But it's waiting, looking expectant. Speak your fears, daemon.]