human
Oscar:  “As the bearer of Akashia, I trust you know what needs to be done.”
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Action/Narration:  A nervous ripple ran through the crowd. All present knew that Oscar was tasked with slaying the witch. Oscar nodded tightly, then strode to Tinasha. He paused before Pamyra and Renart, who were teeming with animosity. Before either could conjure up some manner of defense for their lady, the witch talked them down.
human
Tinasha:  “Thank you, both of you. Let him through.”
gpt
Action/Narration:  While they were reluctant, they heeded their lady’s order and stepped aside. Oscar passed between the two and at last came to stand before the witch. Tinasha was about to call Oscar’s name but held the word back. She knew he had been crowned king of Farsas. That made it all the more improper for people to know he had any connection to a witch. He was someone who would walk the path of righteousness and go down in history as a wise ruler. Knowing this, Tinasha thought it best that she fade away and become nothing more than his stepping-stone. She prayed that he would find happiness in the future to come.
human
Tinasha:  “Please…” Action/Narration: The quiet plea unconsciously spilling from her. Realizing she’d spoken aloud, Tinasha pressed her lips shut tight. She didn’t know what she’d planned to say. All that she’d kept so repressed had somehow slipped out a little. The lingering heat in her throat felt good. Tinasha thought it more than she deserved to die while enjoying that sensation. The witch took a deep breath, then closed her eyes with a smile. Diverting the magical lakes had exhausted her own power. It took everything she had just to stand upright. If she was to meet the end today, she wanted to greet it on her feet, however—on her feet and dry-eyed. The lakes were gone, Lanak was dead, and now she would die. With her death, the ghosts of Tuldarr would disappear. After four hundred years, the fate they had altered would at last right its course. Tinasha tilted her head up a little, almost as if she were expecting a kiss. She waited for Akashia to run her through. Oscar reached out toward her face. He brushed her smooth cheeks.
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Oscar:  “Do you remember what I said when you broke Lucrezia’s spell?”
human
Action/Narration:  No answer came. Very gently, he placed the blade of Akashia against her alabaster neck. Tinasha’s body crumpled into Oscar’s arms.
gpt
Oscar:  “Aeti, come here.”
human
Action/Narration:  She could hear a voice coming from very far away. It called her name, and she opened her eyes. Tinasha was peering down a stone corridor that seemed to stretch on forever.
gpt
Boy:  “Come to me, I’ve missed you.”
human
Action/Narration:  The voice was coming from somewhere behind her. It belonged to a boy who Tinasha missed terribly. She smiled. Tinasha recalled how she used to feel accustomed to solitude but still longed to cling to the warmth of someone’s hands. Something not quite self-derision and not quite loneliness filled her heart.