I Don't Want To Lose You

Ella stayed up with her all night.

A woman in her old age had stories as bountiful as the stars in the sky.

And her wisdom made her capable of powerful descriptions, made possible by the right choice of words to excite the imagination into action.

In this one night, fun stories that made both women laugh in joy were told, and stories that touched even the storyteller to tears were told.

Stories of past love and stories of past pain

The saying was Misery loves company.

Who better to understand the pain and loneliness of an outrageously long life than a person who had lived an unbearable one and was now awaiting the swift judgment of death?

Ella could understand Ciri's Pain, and Ciri could understand Ella's.

Ciri was already Fifty. The only reason she looked so young was because of the equivalent exchange with the Nether creature.