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Isabella and her husband go home.
And Chamomile's opinions about the proper location of souls assert themselves.
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"Yeah." As long as she has the device out she fiddles with it a bit more. "Aaand - it's not a huge revision from the original spell, apparently, if this thing were better with numbers I could ask it if it's just a matter of adding a verse or - needs one new herb - okay -"
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"Yes, but he has to be a ghost for the intervening time period, which doesn't - sound particularly fun."
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"Right. Well - I guess I should get to work."
Isabella hauls out the relevant notebooks and her herb collection and starts spellcrafting.
Isabella hauls out the relevant notebooks and her herb collection and starts spellcrafting.
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And Zeviana goes and keeps her ghostly brother company. If she starts getting tired she'll look for someone else to keep him company while she sleeps, but for now - it can just be her.
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It takes Isabella four days to have a spell the alethiometer confirms will work, memories and daemon and all.
It's not so very different from the original. There's an extra verse importuning the goddesses to reach beyond their customary domains because she says so, because they will not be doing their assigned task if they don't put in that extra effort to work on mages. There is a gesture associated with this verse. And she had to add a pinch of saffron to the herb blend sprinkled on the diagram. Otherwise it's the same.
She assembles the herb mix. She gets a resupply of ash.
And she tells her husband. The both of him.
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The human's one reaction is to scoop his wife up into another hug. Gentle, rather than ecstatic, he's happy, but he's obviously worried about the - necessary step. Even if it'll only work for ten minutes.
The ghost - says he'll wait as long as required, through Zeviana. She doesn't relate any other reaction from him, if he wants to tell Isabella he can do it when he's alive again.
Vernaia finds Path and snuggles with him. She's planning to stay like that until it's time, and then she'll be held by Isabella. Path won't have to watch.
The ghost - says he'll wait as long as required, through Zeviana. She doesn't relate any other reaction from him, if he wants to tell Isabella he can do it when he's alive again.
Vernaia finds Path and snuggles with him. She's planning to stay like that until it's time, and then she'll be held by Isabella. Path won't have to watch.
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Path snuggles Vern most fervently.
Isabella kisses her husband's human section and goes out to the backyard to diagram.
Isabella kisses her husband's human section and goes out to the backyard to diagram.
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And Adarin goes to find Zeviana.
Vern bids goodbye to Path with a last loving preen, and finds Isabella, looking up at her with sad eyes.
Vern bids goodbye to Path with a last loving preen, and finds Isabella, looking up at her with sad eyes.
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Isabella scoops her up.
And squeezes her eyes shut, and shakes.
And squeezes her eyes shut, and shakes.
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Vern snuggles back, making little mournful bird noises.
"You're sure?" she asks, quietly, shaking just a bit. "You don't have to - be here."
"You're sure?" she asks, quietly, shaking just a bit. "You don't have to - be here."
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"Do you want me here? For yourselves," says Isabella. Pet pet.
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"Yes, but I want you to not have to go through it if it pains you, more."
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"If it was the other way around he'd hold Path, wouldn't he?"
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"Okay," she says. She curls into Isabella's arms, snuggling and trying very hard to be brave.
A minute later, she disappears.
A minute later, she disappears.
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Isabella swallows, hard, and then - goes to perform her spell.
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It works.
There is her husband, whole as ever, Vern next to him.
Adarin's first action upon resurrection is to giggle madly.
There is her husband, whole as ever, Vern next to him.
Adarin's first action upon resurrection is to giggle madly.
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"Better," he says between giggles, nearly falling over.
Vern peers at him. "... Well that's interesting."
"Oh wow," says Adarin, with another stifled laugh, "My head is a mess, conflicting memories, that's fun."
Vern tilts her head. "I think he's high," she pronounces, a giggle leaking into her voice a little.
Vern peers at him. "... Well that's interesting."
"Oh wow," says Adarin, with another stifled laugh, "My head is a mess, conflicting memories, that's fun."
Vern tilts her head. "I think he's high," she pronounces, a giggle leaking into her voice a little.