[SE] brighter flames

amalia chandrakant there is a color that shines through your skin Like the moon on the wind His approval of the notion lifts a weight off of her; he knows the Harpy more than she, is a fixture while Amalia has only been a new occurrence, a flickering light in her life. Still the Shield cares deeply for Kiada, feels a kinship with the other young woman. A kinship now made deeper, she supposes, by their shared loss of mothers in the dark. "I'll have her over." At last the mint is relinquished into the earth, and with it her final anxious note. She had promised joy and brightness, and she means to fulfill that oath. Rising up with a sudden smile, Amalia jerks her head to the bakery. "I'm making lunch. Finish up, and we can start planning our trip." Something to look forward to, in a time when they keep being forced to look back. {fin} the night is full on behalf or your evaded mask And the rings round your eyes

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