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It was a busy morning in Heaven despite the early hour. The sun was barely peeking over the horizon, showering the scarred sky above the mountains with pink and orange hues. Elnora gazed absently at the people working in the village; cutting wood, feeding cattle and cooking over fires. She followed Cassandra into the Chantry temple, fidgeting with her new chain mail armor and adjusting her gloves. Her grey-blue eyes wandered onto her left hand, a subtle stinging sensation reminding her of the magical scar.
"Does it bother you?" She heard Cassandra say beside her as both women paused in the middle of the Chantry Hall.
Elnora turned a troubled gaze towards her. "If this thing could not close the Breach, then what good is it?"
"You did everything we asked of you and more. What's important is that your mark is stable, and so is the Breach. You have given us time, and Solas believes a second attempt might succeed –Provided we use the same amount of power that op