the Voice
She nodded and dipped her head as a show of thanks, not that she needed to. As Wessex spoke of her fellow Ascended, however, she held up a hand as if to halt her from speaking further. "They were but children in a cause much bigger than them," she said softly. "That they entered the Spire before they were truly ready was a folly that I will carry with me for always." She did not mention 108, however. Their sacrifice had been everything, and the deity did not take it lightly.
Wessex question, drew a smile from the Voice, one that seemed much older and much less kind than her youthful disposition would suggest. "I am enjoying it thoroughly, bright one," she assured her. "What it means for me I am not yet in a position to say, lest the walls be listening. But once you have explored those woods thoroughly... then, perhaps, the way will be clearer for you."
Wessex question, drew a smile from the Voice, one that seemed much older and much less kind than her youthful disposition would suggest. "I am enjoying it thoroughly, bright one," she assured her. "What it means for me I am not yet in a position to say, lest the walls be listening. But once you have explored those woods thoroughly... then, perhaps, the way will be clearer for you."
