in tenebris est veritas.
Chaele’s sigh holds the pitch of an eye roll, though she does not take her gaze from the other woman. It was risky enough for the Abandoned to do what she has already done; the other ideas were ill-advised at best. Likewise, it is a wise enough choice for the Attuned to leave when she does. “The world is mysterious,” she replies with a stubborn shrug. “Maybe you should attach more meaning to the things you do.”
But she does not object, does not beckon or apologize. Her voice would raise as the rolling waves of the shoreline hiss between them, and then it would fall to silence as she watches Pihu retreat. Then Chaele turns toward the horizon, grinning.
FIN.
But she does not object, does not beckon or apologize. Her voice would raise as the rolling waves of the shoreline hiss between them, and then it would fall to silence as she watches Pihu retreat. Then Chaele turns toward the horizon, grinning.
FIN.
