The strength of magic is a strength of will, the force of love is a force of unity. How far down the rabbit hole can someone fall before curiosity becomes insanity? What, if anything, is truly eternal? The answers to these things, discovered through trust, love and patience, and galvanised in betrayal and misery, following the story of this single, fragile soul, would you have done any differently?
Considering writing the next chapter, waiting for some feedback to see if any interest is there to continue or not. Please feel free to point out grammatical errors or punctuation I might have missed, or anything else you might like to add!