Look Over the Shoulder of Cole: A Dragon Age Story

As I sat in the dimly lit chamber of Skyhold, surrounded by the whispers of ancient artifacts and the hum of magical energies, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Before me stood Dorian, the charming and enigmatic Tevinter Mage, his eyes gleaming with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat. Meraad, the Qunari Inquisitor, stood watchfully beside him, his staff at the ready as if sensing the tension in the air.

I had always known that Dorian was different, that there was something about him that set him apart from the rest of us. And yet, it wasn't until this moment, with Meraad's piercing gaze upon me, that I realized just how much I didn't understand him. Dorian, as confident and self-assured as he seemed on the surface, harbored secrets, secrets that only he knew.

As we ascended the stairs towards the top of the fortress, the air grew thick with anticipation. The storm outside raged on, casting flickering shadows across the walls, making it seem as if the very gods themselves were watching our every move. I couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation, knowing that I was about to be thrust into a world where magic and power held sway.

Meraad's eyes never left mine, his gaze burning with an intensity that made my skin prickle. Dorian, oblivious to the tension between us, continued to chat idly about the weather, his words weaving a spell of their own around us. The air was charged with an almost palpable energy, as if the very fabric of reality was about to tear apart.

As we reached the top of the stairs, the storm outside seemed to intensify, the thunder booming like drums in my ears. I felt myself being drawn towards Dorian, his eyes seeming to hold a secret that only he knew. And Meraad, standing watchfully beside him, seemed to be waiting for something to happen.

In this moment, I realized that there was more at play here than just a simple game of power and magic. There were secrets, hidden beneath the surface, waiting to be uncovered. Secrets that would change everything.

As I looked over the shoulder of Cole, the storm raging on outside, I knew that I had only scratched the surface of this complex web of intrigue and deception. And yet, I couldn't help but feel drawn in, eager to unravel the mysteries that lay hidden beneath the surface.

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