“I choose none of them,” he said.
She touched his forehead. No fire. No curse. No power flowed into him. Instead, something flowed out of him—his bitterness, his hunger for redemption through suffering, his belief that he didn’t deserve peace. blessing of the elven village f95
Kaelen closed his eyes. He heard the wolves howling in the distance—not the ones that had mauled him, but the ones inside him. The pack of his regrets. “I choose none of them,” he said
“There’s a fourth option, isn’t there?” he asked. “I choose none of them
“The grove has never heard that answer,” she whispered. “You have woken something that slept before the first elf carved a bow.”