Broken Mind, Broken World

Solas knew this had to happen eventually, knew exactly what it entailed, because he had seen it before. He needed her to forget, she had become an essential part of his plan. He did not want to see this cripple her. For months now he made a habit of pulling her from her dreams to wander the fade at his side, so that she might remain ignorant of the memories that slipped away. He thought he had prepared himself for this, it was a means to an end, but now she sat hollow and broken in his arms, trying to solve a puzzle as he snatched away the pieces.