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[worldsandfeathers]

“I won’t let another one die.”

Owl narrowed his eyes as he gazed down at the young woman and then at the injured that surrounded them. So many dead. So many on the brink.. and he had a way to save them all. But would it be worth the curse it might unleash?”

“Miss Discordia…” the fellow ventured, his voice low and grave. “I… have a way to save lives, if you will let me, but.. it will be at a great cost. Do you wish to hear it?”

He wanted to help. It was all he could do to repay her for restoring his humanity. But would she consent to the purveying of his own curse as a means to rescue the lives of those mere inches from death? After all, he was no stranger to the mending of soul masks. He’d done so many a time with his own.. But once it was done… it would never be undone. This would be a true test of both their mettle and conviction.