For many a week she'd carved out a living for herself in the foggy cave as she tried to piece together her shattered life. Piece by piece she was building it back but it would never be the same as it was before, that much was clear in herself and the way she set her mouth in a hard line as she stared down at the three stones laid before her. These were three souls that had tried to live in the caves but had perished in its cruelness... well... today she would be giving them second chances. All of them and she would raise them so that they would know how to properly live in this terrible place.

Her head dipped and in turn she touched the the multicolored gem, the pink gem, and the yellow one, brushing her nose across it it imbue them with her magic in an attempt to revive them. Once it was done she sat, feeling the drain on her magic and slowly she slumped to the muddy earth. Her eyes slid closed but just before slumber took her, she could see the stones slowly taking root on the ground, letting her know that a part of her had been breathed into them. Things would be good.

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