…to turn away, forgo
the comforts of your hearth and home, forget
the days you tread on cobblestones, forsake
all souls you knew were waning true, forgive
this intrusion mine, this vine that wraps what is forfeit
to me, let me sap away all memory, forebear
and I shall remove all suffering foreseen
and uproot all fate foretold
for you….

An absolutely brilliant drawing and poem of Faeren and the Mistress of Illusion by Delurianne! I love the ethereal way she’s drawn Illusion, hanging down almost like a spider to guard and bewitch him. The glimpse of the castle outside emphasizes that she’s forcing Faeren to look away from his old life.