There was only one answer that made sense. That unfortunate eventuality would be-
No!
It felt unreal to be speaking of this with Diarmuid here beside him. It was that alone that stilled his lament, though he reached out slowly to prod at him, to make sure he was not a spirit. But no, the flesh was firm. The body was warm.
Dead, yet alive. What magic was this? He knew of none so powerful.
Wordlessly, he clutched his son to his chest. His silence remained for a moment before he asked.]
...is it then the same magic which brings thee before me now?
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There was only one answer that made sense. That unfortunate eventuality would be-
No!
It felt unreal to be speaking of this with Diarmuid here beside him. It was that alone that stilled his lament, though he reached out slowly to prod at him, to make sure he was not a spirit. But no, the flesh was firm. The body was warm.
Dead, yet alive. What magic was this? He knew of none so powerful.
Wordlessly, he clutched his son to his chest. His silence remained for a moment before he asked.]
...is it then the same magic which brings thee before me now?