Out of Sight

by Late to the Party

Fate has a place for each of us, a path dictated, demanded. But if choices find us straying from that path, how will events play out? What if two gods should rise, where two mortals should fall? What if the catalyst that stops the rise of tyrants should be diverted and events take place without her? AU.

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Disclaimer: With the exception of Tes/Coif, I don't own any of the names, characters, setting contained within Bioware/Black Isle/Interplay does.

A/N: It's been a while since I wrote a fic for BG. The idea was knocking around in my head from a certain mage's line (which coincidently is also the opening line). The rest of it just sort of happened. This story might've done better in first person, but third is how it came out (with one line's early exception). I'll leave you, dear readers, to decide how successful it was.

Reviews, as always, are most welcome. Enjoy!

Written within a day, LttP.

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"You may take me, but you will take the girl as well."

That was the last time Imoen ever saw her sister. They had skipped town, Beregost then Nashkel, staying one step ahead of the hunters. The night they watched Gorion cut down was where it all went wrong, though they never spoke of it. It brought them closer together than either thought possible. And then she was gone.