Amalia
For my part, I know nothing with any certainty
Remarkably - miraculously - it works.Amalia resists the urge to fall to her knees in the water, to bask in the glory of Arduinna's light. Laughter peals through the pool, and it takes her a moment to realize it is hers, delight and awe pulling joy from her lips, filling her heart with much-needed relief. How many times has she been wrong, how many lives has she failed to save? The tulmhainar, Safrin, the serpent... the list goes on and on and on. Doing her best, trying her hardest, and for what?
For this.
Amalia does not kid herself by taking credit for this miracle. It is not her piety which brought the rescue, but for the hopeful baker it does not matter. A miracle is a miracle, and the girl is relieved, delighted, thrilled to see the blight erased. Laughing, smiling, she picks up her song, Jyoti cooing and calling alongside, a whale's hymn to the beauty of life as they dance within the water, for a moment simply happy to find some speck of goodness in this world.
but the sight of the stars makes me dream
