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From the first unfortunate day the green, shimmering vision was given to you on your deathbed, you've been cursed. You were a shameful coward with an unfortunately sharp tongue - certainly not fit for a gift from the Gods. All you wanted to do was keep your small flower shop afloat and care for your overly enthusiastic assistant, not search for incredible knowledge and treasures. You were perfectly fine being perfectly ordinary.
And you suppose that curse was exactly what led you to the 11th of the Eleven Fatui Harbingers.
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"So let me see if I have this right," Childe began slowly. "You accidentally bound us together with invisible magic, and now we can't be more than 60 feet apart."
"Correct," you sighed.
"And the last time this happened with another person, he-"
"Died, yes."
"Well isn't that just fantastic."
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14 Aug 2021