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Page #22: "Maple"
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Dear diary, sneaking from the house felt wrong. I worry I may need to tell a lie, should my aunt suspect I've been away. I hate it so, that she and I no longer see eye to eye, or share the dreams of my future to come. Nevertheless, it was worth it. I had received invitation from Doctor Llinos to visit her home at Lavender Beds to discuss my level of magical skill and aptitude. She seemed impressed by my understanding of arcanima and empathised with my difficulties in conjury, especially on the element of water. Doctor Llinos suggests I take on healing through herbology as my familiarity in botany would give a strong base from which to progress. One cannot always use magical means of conjury to heal, she explained, in such cases where a patient suffers aetheric illnesses or similar conditions.
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Socialising with the Silvernails, of course over tea, Ilearnt a little more about Sir Wemrys and Doctor Llinos. Wemrys was of course Lominsan, with his pirate talk and broken speech, but also of Doman descent. Doctor Llinos, like me, was also of Ala Mhigan ancestry. It seems the closer I become with the good doctor, learning of who she is, the more I see how alike we are. She reminds me terribly of my mother.
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Though perhaps the highlight of our meeting was getting tomeet Maple for the first time, Doctor Llinos's adopted daughter. Like her Lalafell son Sindri, Maple too was not Hyur, but a Miqo'te. A curious story I'm sure, lies behind this unusual arrangement and no matter how many stolen glances I afforded to Maple, the clues eluded me. I could not help but watch her. She had a soft, pale skin and a shy gentle smile that inspired affection. I've asked her and her mother, and I am allowed to come over as often as I like, to play, practice or study. Maple must have been more nervous than I, how she held her brother close on her lap. Sindri, ever adorable with his candid words of truth. Bless the little fellow, he aspires to be a pirate like Sir Wemrys, correction, a privateer. Much to the dismay of their mother. It was very funny, and I was enjoying myself. It dawned on me then, how different their home was to mine. Home, where I am but the lonely orphan to be pitied and cast away off to school. I envied Maple, unlike her, once the tea was drunk and the curtains of night fell, I, had to leave.
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