Jace: I am trying to remember...
I remember rings. Rings with vast quantitites of mana. A proxy war?
A sphinx?
I'm not sure. It's all jumbled. Incomplete and fraying, like a worn shirt.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Jace: It would seem. Though... it is only partial. I remember some things, but not others.
I know names. Vryn. Silmot's Crossing, where I was born. The Mage-Rings. I have a vague idea of some concepts - there were sphinxes, and I believe there was a cold war going on.
But I don't know any specifics. It's almost like...
...like my memory was partially erased.
-Jace's face pales at the thought-
edited 7th Nov '15 3:39:22 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Jace: You wouldn't be able to cure this anyways. Amnesia is merely forgetting where your memories are in your head.
But if this was targeted mind erasure, there's no way to reverse it. It is the difference between forgetting where the keys to your house are, and having them obliterated.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

Fumio: Um...I...do have a question then, if it's okay to ask.
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