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Summary:

Varric writes Cassandra a letter.

Notes:

This began as an interesting experiment in telling a story just using the characters' respective voices. I didn't do as well as I had hoped. I beg your patience as I work the kinks in the story/plot line out.

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Falling never felt so freeing before. I, I don't know where we go from here Cassandra, but I want to. Go. Us together. We've kicked a dark spawn magister's, well, let's just say, I'll be putting that in my resume from now on.

Maker's -, i wish i could hear you laugh. Just for a minute. I wish I'd told you how I felt before, well. Let's just say, if you say no to this, we'll be a tale I'll never tell.

Whose skirt am I blowing smoke up? I'm done with the tragic twisted love story. I want this, Cass, if you'll let me. I want you. I want the passion, the fire, being chased around the room by you because you wanna kiss me or strangle me, but haven't decided which it will be yet. I want to chase the blush across your cheeks, with my eyes, fingers, and lips. How's that for passion, Cass?

I won't give up on us until you say you're done. Draw that line for me, and I won't cross it. You know that. Just say something, anything. I can't stand the silence. The glares are practically first base for you and me. The non-conversation, I can't do anything about that and it is killing me. The kid-, he 's avoiding me now. Says the song is broken.

Andraste's patterned knickers, Cass.
I'll do anything you want, just.
Say something.