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"Toria!" Mum called from the bottom of the stairs. I rolled over in my sleep and remained silent. She called again and then came up the stairs. She stood at the door to my room and commented on the dishes, said it must be hereditary since my little sister does the same thing.

"She only does it 'cause I do it," I said.

"She's always been messy, though. I can get like that, too," she said and sat down in my computer chair. She almost missed the seat and laughed. "I smoked a doobie. Can you tell?"

I gave her a good look in the face. "No," I said. "But, you know, maybe Bethany and I are messy because we spent our childhood without a bedroom to ourselves?"

"Right, you shared a room with your dad..."

"And she was always with you."

"No, that was when she was really young. She's always had her own room since she was six. She's got no excuse, Toria," Mum said. "And you say I'm too nice to them."

"You are!" I said but didn't feel like going into detail. I grabbed my phone from my night table and checked my email. I pulled up the covers to my chin.

Mum picked up a Chapters giftcard from the floor and placed it next to me on the bed. "You still need this, or...?"

"Nope." I grabbed it with my index and middle fingers and flicked it back onto the floor. Mum laughed.

"That reminds me. Rico has the same giftcard, but only JJ likes to read..."

"I just bought two books from there the other day. They sell more than just books, you know?"

"Like what?" Mum asked.

"Like... stationary?" She gave me the mum-eye. "Electronics? Pass my chromebook."

"Where is it?"

"Right there in that pile of clothes." She handed me my chromebook and I searched up some stuff from the online store and showed her. She didn't seem interested. Her eyes wandered to the small stack of books I keep next to my pillow.

"Levathan ... Wakes?" she mumbled.

"Leviathan, mum."

"I don't see an I... oh, never mind. There it is."

I sat up. "Do you know what a leviathan is, mum?"

"No. What is it?"

"It's supposed to be a gigantic sea monster that God created."

"Really," she drawled.

"Yeah. The biggest creature in the sea. Huge. There were three others: Behemoth and Ziz. God was supposed to have made them, too."

"You know, I find it funny how you know all this stuff about religion but you're not actually religious yourself."


"Why is that?"

"I don't know. Let's not talk about it."
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Cassandra slammed a thick book on the table. "Do you know what this is? A writ from the Divine, giving us the authority to act. As of this moment, I declare the Inquisition reborn." Eloen stared at the book and knew it was not only heavy in a physical sense, but also heavy on the mind. Since waking up in that dark dungeon in Haven, swords pointed at her from all directions, she knew this was just the beginning of something much larger than herself.

At night, Eloen secluded herself in the little hut that was allowed to her. She was an agent of the inquisition now--an army of Andrastians who believed her to be the blessed Herald of Andraste. Suddenly she was someone strangers depended on, and it coiled up inside her and made her ache. She clutched at her chest and took slow, deep breaths as she gazed at the fire. She sat on the floor with crossed legs and took her boots off. She relaxed and stuck her feet near the flame.

There was a soft rasping at the door. She turned and said, "Come in." Solas entered the hut and closed the door behind him. "Solas? Why did you come?"

"I was seeking your opinion."

"On what?"

He hesitated for a moment, seemingly unsure whether to sit down next to her or not. She tried not to smile. "Pull up that chair by the desk. I'm quite comfortable here. Now, what did you want to talk about?"

"The others believe you blessed, touched by Holy Andraste herself. What do you believe?"

Eloen frowned. "I don't like it. But if it's what gives them strength, I won't outright deny it."

"What will you do if not deny nor accept? Is walking around in circles without any proper answer all you wish to do?"

"No, Solas. I want to... I don't believe in the Maker. But Andraste? Who is to say there was no woman who drove back the Tevinter Imperium, if it is not spread out over Thedas today? Something must have happened. I don't know what it is. This mark on my hand? It burns. It gives me authority but otherwise I think little to nothing of it."

"What are your plans, then?"

"To do whatever is required of me. I don't have any immediate goals, I admit. But longterm? As bright and clear as the breach above our heads: I will work towards restoring the order lost."

"Admirable." He paused and seemed to be in deep thought. "I will stay, then."

"You were thinking of leaving?"

"We are both apostates but unlike you I have no mark on my hand." He spoke bitterly. Eloen nibbled her bottom lip.

"Are you angry?"

Solas shook his head and rubbed his temples briefly. "It's nothing. But it's late and I should leave you to whatever it was you were doing before. Good night."

word count: 485

author's note: i don't know where i'm going.

2016年05月01日UPDATE:Changed Inquisitor name Eirlin->Eloen.


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