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[wonmyownhand]

Ach, right then -- so 'm locked in this blasted Keep for God knows how long. [A humph.] Y'know how worried me mum's goin' ta be? She'll kill me, I tell ya!

[A short chuckle.]

Right, not kill me, tha's a bit severe, but she'll be right mad all th'same. [There's a fumble, Merida is toying with her journal and flipping pages, which makes a lot of noise in the background.]

Now, these wee little magic books, where'd they come from, hm? Anyone ever ask about that? I mean, they're just layin' right here in yer room and y'just trust th'place that much t'pick it up and wave it about! Meself included, I suppose. Where's th'magic comin' from?

[Her voice darkens, just a little.]

Y'shouldn't trust magic so blindly, ya hear? No one should. 'S dangerous, that. Y'never know what yer gonna get, regardless of what ye ask for.

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[wonmyownhand]

Part of yer heart?

[Gnawing on her hair.]

There's stories, y'know. Of people with magic. Witches, 'n the like. [She'd know. She's MET ONE.]

[Audio]

[taintedtalent]

Witches? Now there's a rarity. All my life I only met one.

[And she was pretty much a surrogate mother to him.]

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[wonmyownhand]

Only met one meself. Caused a fair amount of trouble.

[Granted that was...mostly Merida's fault.

Not that she's fessing that up.]

[Audio]

[taintedtalent]

Not all of them are good, just like not all of them are bad.

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[wonmyownhand]

Well, truth be told, I've only met the one meself.

[Audio]

[taintedtalent]

Like I said, Witches are rare. That trait mostly passes from father to son.

[And it doesn't occur to him at all that this girl is not from his world.]

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[wonmyownhand]

Is that the case then? [She didn't...really know. She's only ever heard of the local witch, and that was because of the Wisps.]

Imagine that.