The Undying Star
A star? I wasn't even close to being something as beautiful. But... undying? Yes. I was. Since death never ever accepted me into its embrace. So what if I live this story to its end one more time? Just one last time. I want to feel it, living, rather than death. Only once. What awaits me at the end of this never-finished draft, I wonder... Is it the cure to my curse, or yet another rebirth?
What to do with him?
It was a meeting about Ian, with everyone gathered except for Ian himself. Well, why would he be present in a meeting about himself?
In the silent tent, which was supposed to be used by the girls but now everyone was gathered there to not disturb the bluehead, who was forced to sleep through Eleen's drugs and pills, everyone was looking at each other with an anxious face. The bonfire was still burning, but another light spell was cast by the mages to light up the inside of the tent, making it more comfortable for a secret meeting at such a late hour.
After a few moments of dread-filled stillness, Raven, the one who'd called everyone to gather, began to speak.
"We'll keep an eye on him all the time."
They knew who they were talking about, so no one posed a question.
"One has to stick to him all the time."