Twlole-year-evd me broke down crying at the idea of it, at the last paragraphs of this chapter. I had become so enamored of the idea of having a daemon, wishing I had one because how awesome that would be, that the vision of a kid who had had a daemon of his own, but whose daemon had been cut away, leaving him like that… it was terrifying and horrible. Still is.

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