Challenge: forgotten. Fye/Kurogane, serious SPOILERS up to chapter 169. Pretentious mythology allusion title ftw, guys!
Nepenthe
Fye remembers how the magic felt: the elation of it, the rush of power coursing through brain and blood and bone. It felt, he remembers, like being a god. There are times when he misses feeling that, so badly it hurts.
He has never regretted giving it up. Not in the day, when he watches Kurogane move through practice forms with flawless elegance, sword gripped two-handed and steady. Not at night, when both hands slide fierce and graceless across his skin, flesh and metal and human. He does not regret.
But sometimes, he wishes he could forget how it felt.
