[ With his eyes closed in something like solemn prayer, the words appear to him like a dream, clearly visible and sparkling brightly behind his eyelids. Link blinks his eyes open in surprise and mild alarm, only to see the words still written there on the wall.
What is this...? It isn't the voice he's used to hearing in his mind.
He reaches out to touch it, but feels no engraving. The way the words still hover over his fingertips definitely suggests some form of magic. ]
Alina...?
[ He doesn't recognize the name, but knows instinctively that must be a signature. So she not only heard him, but can respond as well. What an incredible power this person must have! ]
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What is this...? It isn't the voice he's used to hearing in his mind.
He reaches out to touch it, but feels no engraving. The way the words still hover over his fingertips definitely suggests some form of magic. ]
Alina...?
[ He doesn't recognize the name, but knows instinctively that must be a signature. So she not only heard him, but can respond as well. What an incredible power this person must have! ]
You heard my thoughts?