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 Allison wasn't sure what to feel. She had done it. She had beaten the Gallows… Or had she? The Enchantress had escaped, that's for sure, but she wasn't free. Allison had a nagging suspicion that she'd never be free. Not truly. Thoughts of returning haunted the young mage's mind, but she knew, without a doubt that Moira would insist she was killed or made Tranquil if she returned. Meredith wouldn't want to do that to her, but the Knight Commander wouldn't risk her position over one mage. No matter how dear that mage was to her. Allison wasn't sure where she was going. She just made her way awkwardly through Hightown. Allison was abou

 Allison shook her head; Anders could be such a baby when it came to being sick. Bree took care of him, but Allison put small amounts of healing magic into him occasionally. Enough to help, but not enough that he would notice. She shook her head again, what was he thinking going out in that rain, honestly, sometimes she thought Anders had no sense whatsoever. Xxx "Allison? What are you doing up?" Bethany asked her lightly. "Oh, I just came for some milk." Bethany laughed, it sounded like a small bell. "Well let's go get you something shall we?" Bethany took the child's hand and led her to the kitchen. "What are you two doing?" Cul

I'm not sure how long I sat outside the Hanged Man, all I know is when I stepped out the world was stifling hot around me. The sun had come up and the dry heat of the morning was suffocating. "Great, now what?" I mumble to myself as an old woman walked slowly past me, giving me the evil eye. How nice. "Such friendly people in this city. I just want out of here, to get away from it, from them all. And now that I am out I'm already lost on what to do next." Sighing heavily, I lean against the stone wall beside the door letting myself slowly slide down till I'm sitting flush on the ground, pulling my knees up to my chest. Taking in a shaky brea