Quinn was silent for a long moment after that. The truth was, she wasn't quite sure what to say. There really wasn't much she could say. The curse was so old that even Merlin might not know how to undo it, but she didn't want to say anything like that to Mark, nor did she want to offer any false hope.
She looked out over the throng of people walking to and fro across the Great Court. Probably none of them were aware that she and Mark even existed, much less that they were older than anyone could imagine. Those mortals would all pretty much go on leading their lives with their families to eventually die of a heart attack or a car crash or whatever. Meanwhile, she, Mark and the others like them, would continue to live through the ages and watch their mortal friends come and go like the tide.
"Y'know, being Immortal sucks," she said to no one in particular.
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Date: 20 Sep 2008 01:29 am (UTC)She looked out over the throng of people walking to and fro across the Great Court. Probably none of them were aware that she and Mark even existed, much less that they were older than anyone could imagine. Those mortals would all pretty much go on leading their lives with their families to eventually die of a heart attack or a car crash or whatever. Meanwhile, she, Mark and the others like them, would continue to live through the ages and watch their mortal friends come and go like the tide.
"Y'know, being Immortal sucks," she said to no one in particular.