where have you gone?

[small_magics]

Isibel likes being able to ask at any time that a mirror of herself, from another world but with the same soul, visit her and speak with her. She doesn't do it too often, not even every day, but it is soothing to have the other Bells behind her on the long and arduous project of figuring herself out again so that she can do as Bells are meant to do.

She asks Jane to send her whoever is taking their turn, one day, and Jane does not respond.

She broadcasts this information, and her alarm, to her beloveds.

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[endragoned]

The demon teleports to her and hugs her.

[small_magics]

Hugs.

At least they have been given the magics considered appropriate for Bells. Isibel will just - have to put herself back together alone. And cannot retrieve anyone who may die, or has already died.

[endragoned]

"My love, my love," he murmurs, hugging her. "Will you be all right?"

[small_magics]

"Better than I would have been if I had never met them," Isibel says. "I can work on myself by myself. It will only be a little harder."

[endragoned]

He kisses the top of her head.

"Good. I want you to be all right."

[small_magics]

"I am a little better every day."

[endragoned]

Snuggly huggly smiley hugs.

[small_magics]

"I love you. You are such a comfort to me," murmurs Isibel.

[endragoned]

"I love you. I'm glad," he says. "I want you to be safe and happy and okay forever."

[small_magics]

Isibel presses her cheek to his cheek and smiles.

"I wonder if we do have soul-sympathy," she murmurs. "Or, if I have with you - it is an elf phenomenon, and might be asymmetrical. I should look harder to find out."

[endragoned]

"I hardly know what it is," he admits.

[small_magics]

"It has never been explained clearly to me," Isibel admits. "And I have no idea if it may be obscured by the dragonbond. We are in many ways unprecedented."

[endragoned]

"Many," he agrees, hugging her.

[small_magics]

"It is supposed to be recognizable, though. Most elves do marry eventually, and it is not done without this - feature."

[endragoned]

"Then perhaps you should find out what the feature is."

[small_magics]

"It may be past time I visited my parents," muses Isibel. "...I don't believe they know about you at all. I am sure someone would have done them the kindness of explaining my absence, but it does not seem likely that they received that much detail."

[endragoned]

"Visit your parents, then, my love."

[small_magics]

"You could accompany me if you wished. Perhaps hanging back to a safe distance until I have explained you. Although the dragon could come nearer without prior explanation."

[endragoned]

He laughs.

"We'll fly you there," he says. "And I will hide, until you have explained me."

[small_magics]

Isibel nods.

"I do not know how difficult it may be to explain you," she adds. "I have not often spoken with either of my parents about our ancient enemy."

[endragoned]

"I am very patient," says the demon, and he kisses the top of her head.

[small_magics]

"I know you are." She would have had staggering difficulty living on an uninhabited island for ten thousand years and retaining her sanity.

[endragoned]

He grins.

"Do you want to go now?"

[small_magics]

Isibel looks around her home. It is quite devoid of anything that requires her ongoing attention.

"Yes," she says.

[endragoned]

Whimsically, the demon picks her up and carries her outside. The dragon meets her there, and conjures himself a saddle and so on so that she can climb aboard and fly in comfort.