Amalia
THE SHIELD OF SAFRIN
I THINK IT'S BEAUTIFUL HOW A STAR'S LIGHT
Another denial, another rebuttal, and Amalia clenches her hands in frustration, bowing her head to hide her discontent. There have always been deaths she wants to point out. "This isn't a natural occurrence. The Voice's monsters aren't true predators of Rae's domain," she whispers instead. "They're abominations."travels the universe long after it dies
But Frey knows this, of course.
Still on her knees, the Shield sighs. "Very well." A part of her cannot help but blame Rexanna - the woman who gave herself to the Voice, when she could have come to the Old Gods, could have found another way - but the Shield holds her tongue. "I would still help the SparkBird, though. When the season changes... whether it comes this year or not. I will find a way."
that's what I want to be in this world —
SOMEONE WHOSE LIGHT LINGERS AFTER I'M GONE
