ISLA
Isla stands by as Chaele begins the purification work, as the volunteers and the rest of their little group finish up and begin to make their exit of the Spire. Eventually, it's just smoke from the smudge sticks, the shaman's calm voice, and the lanterns flickering overhead in the spaces where the others had made room for them. And Isla feels strangely at peace, to see at least a small amount of restoration come to the obsidian tower.
"Thank you," she says again to Chaele, turning at last to make her way outside as well. "Hopefully your blessings hold true, and the Spire starts to become a place to be proud of." It's a long road ahead, but they have made a start. That's the hardest part, so she's heard.
~FIN
Thanks everyone! This PQ+ is now over! <3
"Thank you," she says again to Chaele, turning at last to make her way outside as well. "Hopefully your blessings hold true, and the Spire starts to become a place to be proud of." It's a long road ahead, but they have made a start. That's the hardest part, so she's heard.
~FIN
Thanks everyone! This PQ+ is now over! <3
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
