Literature
.chromatology Chapter 3
After parting ways with White at Castelia, I could not shake her response to my question even weeks later. It was not normally in my nature to doubt myself, but when I thought of what White had said to me, I could feel my resolve faltering. She had added a new factor to my intricate formula and I was no longer sure of the solution. Was truth really subjective? How could so many truths exist? The feeling of hesitance was new to me.
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I lifted my head to see Anthea and Concordia, whom I cared for deeply as sisters, though we were of no blood relation. They were standing at the door to my study wearing concerned glances. "Ah, yes, is t