a hand to hold so I can face the cold

the VOICE In reality's shadow the blind see best "This feels more like it's being actively hidden." The Voice confirms after a moment of thoughtful internal scanning. There was a slight...difference in vibration when parts of the world were being actively masked, versus those which were simply dark. 'But...if it is the old gods, I cannot say which one." As for Stormbreak? Closing her eyes, the Voice shifts, sending her consciousness out into her network of bright minds. Her eyelashes flutter for a moment as her focus shifts and darts around, before she stiffens and sits straighter. "A few, but they feel weak. Nearly offline." She replies, her lips pulled tight. "Go to them. Find them, if you can."