Giselle

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"Do you want to be human, Zelle?" Myrtha asked me one night while we lay languorously under the stars. "I would love that, yeah," I remarked casually. "I just don't see how that's possible. You said it wasn't."
"I could try to ask the Warlock. He doesn't normally like to be disturbed, but I can always try..." said Myrtha. "Even if he did make me human, what would happen to you?" I asked. My question trailed off into the air without a response. I grew wary, but convinced myself to think nothing of it. My Myrtha wasn't going anywhere. She just couldn't.

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