<span style="color: indigo">"well i would rather she overthink things with our children then make a snap decision. i would worry about Amber but Amere is always there and shes level headed most of the time. i dont question the lengths to which a mother will go to protect her children, i went to prison for thirty years to protect our son, they would have let me go if i had agreed to find him and bring him to them."</span><br/><br/>Sharindia shook her head, tears pouring down her face.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"i dont know how to be anything without my magic... its been a part of me... for fourteen thousand years... i would rather lose a limb then my magic."</span>she shook her head a little, sobbing all the harder.<span style="color: darkslateblue"> "they will reset... thats why he showed up so young... when he goes insane... he will come foreward through time to deal with himself and the corrupt."</span>she shook her head and looked at the woman.<span style="color: darkslateblue">"i hope your worth my destruction and thirteen years of my son's life... though perhaps... you may end up in his life."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>