Niyla POV:
In their broken voice there seems to be a laying promise, that they were gone but now vowed to remain. To stay, to be a protector, to forgive me for where I come from. It was everything I sought in the darkness of my young mind. It was everything, and I had nothing else to live for after that, so I didn't want them to wish me to stay. To ask me to stay when they no longer have to have that desolate look in their eyes.

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Echoes Of Spellbind
FanfictionSpellbind: Quotes and Digital Art (from my HP fanfic)