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Prompt 1: Destroy

Destruction was something she was familiar with.

As a child, she couldn't help but unintentionally massacre her social life with her lack of people skills. As she got older and people learned to keep away, she became immersed in her research and her only contact with other living beings were with the monsters she had to annihilate on her travels to aer krenes.

Her words and spells easily obliterated the things around her into so much dust and ashes that at times, she herself felt like dust and ashes. Her life was proof that destruction created only emptiness, a lack of all things but her books and research.

But now, ever since Yuri Lowell waltzed into her life, this fact seems to be disproven time and again. Because when she sees him, she is reminded of how much more living she has done since the abrupt sabatoge of her old life through joining the ragtag group. When she casts her spells to defend this not-quite-family, the weight of satisfaction is more substantial than ashes. When she watches him whirling his sword around, a purple black blur dancing among sprays of blood, destroying everything in their path, she can't help but feel a twinge of something so much warmer than dust. And when they walk away, bruised and breathless but alive from battle, she can't help but think that maybe destruction can result a whole lot of unforeseen somethings after all.