Fight the break of dawn

The Spyglass, as it turned out, was one of the wonders of the world. As Alys stood outside the building and looked up - and up, and up - she could believe it. And as they made the trek to the top and slipped out onto the narrow balcony to look up at the starry sky above, the seer had to wonder that it had been kept from her kind for all these years simply because magic ran through their veins. It was enough to bring tears to her eyes as she gazed up at those stars, sadness and anger stirring in equal measure. But the Heart of Stormbeak - Sohalia - had righted that age-old wrong. Alys hadn't formally met her, but she liked the young woman all the same, if only for what she'd done for Abandoned. She cleared her throat, blinking away tears that had no place in her contentment as she leaned against the railing beside Tal. Somewhere behind her, Sascha was occupied with Boreal, though the ursur never wandered particularly close to the edge. She had a strong survival instinct that steered her away. It was strong enough through the bond that Alys wasn't particularly worried. "We haven't seen anything like it anywhere," she agreed. "It's beautiful." alys glasse