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Part of the WIP for an upcoming chapter of God Touched where I went and made myself sad when I thought about how Solas would react in the bad future... #mywriting#dragonage#solavellan#sfwsnippets#godtouched

Thenera met Solas’ gaze, his expression hardening. “I’m sorry it’s come to this, lethallan,” he murmured. His hand lifted towards her face, but he caught himself and it dropped to his side in a balled fist. “But while I draw breath, nothing shall touch you.” It took Thenera a moment to realize what he had called her. Not da’len, but lethallan — a term that held the connotation of equals. “Solas, I…” Lips trembling, she wanted nothing more than to touch him…to reassure and comfort him. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t here to — ” “Hush, Thenera.” He hesitated a moment before slowly removing the jawbone amulet from around his neck, pain lining every inch of his face. “If all goes according to plan, none of this will matter. You will wake up and we will be nothing more than a bad dream. And you will have what is needed to keep this from happening.” How can he even say such a thing? “To you, it was all real,” Thenera whispered fiercely. “The last year of torment and every horrible thing this Elder One caused…you’ve had to endure it.” Solas smiled sadly and glittering crimson-tinted tears swam unshed in his eyes. “Your words hold a wisdom I’ve not seen…for quite some time.” His breath hitched as he released the cord and the amulet dropped into Thenera’s outstretched hand. “When you go back, tell the version of myself from your time…” He hesitated, then laughed softly. “Tell that prideful and foolish soul that they are real.”
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