[In the year and a half he's been here, Wilhelm has lost friends to the fickle whims of whatever magic binds them to this world. Elrond is the latest and sharpest example. But even that, he knows, isn't quite on the same level as Jesper's loss.
The closest point of reference he has is Erik's death. His brother was there all his life, until suddenly he wasn't. It was like the sun imploding, sending all the planets that used to orbit around it spinning out into the dark nothing.]
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The closest point of reference he has is Erik's death. His brother was there all his life, until suddenly he wasn't. It was like the sun imploding, sending all the planets that used to orbit around it spinning out into the dark nothing.]