Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20171204071002/@comment-25073873-20171215072454

Illya kept up easily, although she tried to wriggle her hand free, as she did not like it to be held. She remembered her older brother holding her hand and running when she was younger. Then, she did the same with her younger sister. Happier times, before she had grown up fully.

The state brought back emotions that should not have existed. Illya knew logically she once had happier days, but she could no longer feel the magic from those days. And thus they were but meaningless memories now.