Oct. 18th, 2019

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Word Count: 777

Summary: Nova had always lacked the bravery and opportunity to bridge the ever widening gap between the mortal and immortal races. Luckily for her, she wasn’t necessarily the one that ended up bearing the responsibility for making that choice.

*Author’s Note*: A super vague fic that’s more just a reflection on Nova’s feeling as an immortal and how that factors into her feelings towards Desair because I love writing that kind of introspective stuff for some reason.
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She’d never expected to find such an agreeable mortal to befriend. She’d never intended to befriend a mortal at all, as much as she may have always desired to do so. Nova knew the risks, the nature of the schism that separated them, the lens through which mortals and immortals tended to view one another. Immortals could seem so short sighted and single minded, ambitious and frivolous to a fault, and that was just how they chose to process the world. That was the way they’d always done things, and being creatures of habit, frozen in time and typically uninterested in dwelling on petty mortal trivialities, it was surely what they would continue to do for many millennia to come.

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