[SWE] It ends in fire

R E X A N N A golden child, lion girl — tell me what it’s like to conquer. People were singing, and Deimos was smiling, and she watched as everyone celebrated within the light of the Sparkbird. And something felt right, deep down in her chest. She stood beside Deimos and watched the merriment, a wide smile along her face that she wasn’t sure would disappear any time soon. After all the stress of Longnight it was wonderful to see everyone come together – outlanders and naturals, celebrating for the same thing. She turned to Deimos as he chuckled and spoke, and she bobbed her head in agreement. “We did.” She acknowledged, settling back in beside her friend and watch the Sparkbird. “Though I never want to do that again.” She added at the last minute with a brilliant laugh. But it was a beautiful thing, to see everyone pour from their houses and their hiding places – to ignore the scratches and pieces left behind from the monsters to spend the time at the perch with a mythical creature hovering above them, sparking and helping pour light into their lives and for some – their souls. fearless child, broken girl — tell me what it’s like to burn.