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[dorzalta]

An enemy. But in the war against the dead, I suppose any living body is a friend.

[ Seems a moot point, now. ]

What of seeing it before you?

[sheriffing]

I don't know about that, I've seen enough people crazy with power to think otherwise.

I uh, I had a friend back home. He showed up in town and embraced the title of mysterious stranger, and he helped me through a lot of the things I was working on. Henry had told me our town was cursed, but I thought he was just a kid with an active imagination. August, on the other hand, was a grown man who told me that part of his curse was that he was turning into wood. He tried to show me, and I... I couldn't see it. I didn't want to.

So no, not always when I see it in front of me. Not until my son needed me to see it.

[dorzalta]

Even they must realize that they cannot defeat death, though?

[ The Storm defeated the Night King. Not any of them. ]

So you needed to believe in order to see. Would you say love was what finally allowed you to see?

We'd all be dead in my world if that's what it took. Belief, not love.

[sheriffing]

That sounds logical. But the enemies I've faced usually weren't logical.

I think so, yeah.

Belief has power, my mom always said it did.

[dorzalta]

I suppose some aren't. But even in the face of their own destruction, one would think.

Mn, your mother is a wise woman, then.

[sheriffing]

Sometimes they'd rather just go down fighting.

She is, I miss her.

[dorzalta]

Were you both very close?

[ She wishes she could say the same of her own mother. ]

I suppose you're right. Too prideful for their own good.

[sheriffing]

Yeah, we were, after we found each other.

[but it's probably better not to think of the time she missed when she's still missing them.]

She was practically someone different to everyone she met; a teacher, a queen, a heroine. Before I knew her as anything else, she was my best friend.