It was late, well beyond dusk as Alisandra snuck away unnoticed with the help of Bruno (who did head back). After she left, she felt more alone than ever.
"I don't even know what I'm doing! Why did I even bother leaving? I never should have left. At least there were people around me!" she muttered to herself as she fast walked down the dirt road. She turned around, "Maybe I should go back....." she turned back around, "Why make them have to be around me, a filthy half bread. A filthy drow."
"I can't believe my mother...what she was..what I am now apart of. Everyone back at camp thought that I was crazy, but they don't know what I have to deal with. No-one has to live themselves after killing their best friend, lover, and protector." The scene of him dieing replays in her head as tears start making their journey down her face.
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