The wound inflicted should have been fatal, the swordswoman was sure. Unless... her fear had made her misjudge things. Velauyn had been stronger than her at the time, she was also certain of - but other than that, there was little that she had known about her Aspects. That day had been when she learned of her Astralism. Her Physique was a mystery and her Element…
Corde's eyes swept the workshop again, looking for what she'd been too traumatized to see or search for at sixteen. Any evidence that explained more about what Velauyn had really been doing here. The mirror's surface embedded in the wall still held no reflection of *people* when she stood in front of it. It was almost like, no matter the angle you looked at it, the light refracted to specifically avoid the appearance of others.
