Time moved strangely over the next few weeks as Elise split her time between crafting, training, and waiting for Echo, or Brever as he preferred for the time being, to reappear. Some days she felt like she’d hardly woken up before it was time to go to bed again, while on other days she swore that she was stuck in some kind of loop.
Elise had been anxious since arriving in this world, and now that the Second Desolation was close she could feel all her fears and doubts swirling dangerously and unbidden to the forefront of her mind. Even when she was in the guildhall of an evening, surrounded by friends and people who cared about her, she sometimes felt as if she was alone. She knew that she was doing the best she could, but couldn’t help but feel like she was surely missing something. Some
