This time, she didn't let the choice up to the sage, nor did she wait for Colin's answer, she just continued speaking as if talking to herself.
"Before, I had never seen the Chosen One. I always thought they were just a group of people with more strength, until I met her. I started to believe... some people might really be favored by God."
"Her moon would always cast its gentle light upon her right when she needed it the most. Yet, some children must walk a long, long road in boundless snow, walk for a very long time... Even so, they might gain nothing in the end."
"One day, moonlight finally fell upon her as she ran desperately, but perhaps it wasn't actually intended for her, merely passing by her side."
Her voice seemed to be telling a Minstrel's tale or perhaps pouring out her emotions, carefully hiding her grievances beneath a facade of a light-hearted smile.
