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memshare; malikah's well
By the time you come out of the mines, it's already over.
You know what happened while you were down in the mines though; you've seen it thrice now and it's magical--the sky, a curtain of light that undulates gently, the burning everlasting day that has plagued this land for a century. The sudden burst of light from your friend's hand, purer white than the yellow of the everlasting day. The way it pulses upward, bright and burning and breaking through that sky finally, ripping the heavens open so that beyond in the distance you might see the night sky full of stars. You can visualize the way the curtains parted, light trailing up into the newly revealed sky like an aurora of their own, beautiful in that one moment for their horrifying truth.
For a moment, the heavens looking down on the First, their glory revealed as the curtains of light are furled.
And then the curtains begin to fade away, the light dissipating without the presence of a Lightwarden to anchor it to the realm.
You've seen it before, and you'll see it again. Climbing from Malikah's Well, you feel no sadness as you look up to the night skies of Amh Araeng--only peace. For the first time you can think of her, the blonde woman from the Inn at Journey's Head, and your heart only remembers; it doesn't ache with sudden grief at remembering her death beneath these blazing skies only a scant few weeks before. You look at the night sky and your heart is full; you only wish she could be here to see it too.
We'll save this broken world yet, Tesleen. You see if we don't...
You know what happened while you were down in the mines though; you've seen it thrice now and it's magical--the sky, a curtain of light that undulates gently, the burning everlasting day that has plagued this land for a century. The sudden burst of light from your friend's hand, purer white than the yellow of the everlasting day. The way it pulses upward, bright and burning and breaking through that sky finally, ripping the heavens open so that beyond in the distance you might see the night sky full of stars. You can visualize the way the curtains parted, light trailing up into the newly revealed sky like an aurora of their own, beautiful in that one moment for their horrifying truth.
For a moment, the heavens looking down on the First, their glory revealed as the curtains of light are furled.
And then the curtains begin to fade away, the light dissipating without the presence of a Lightwarden to anchor it to the realm.
You've seen it before, and you'll see it again. Climbing from Malikah's Well, you feel no sadness as you look up to the night skies of Amh Araeng--only peace. For the first time you can think of her, the blonde woman from the Inn at Journey's Head, and your heart only remembers; it doesn't ache with sudden grief at remembering her death beneath these blazing skies only a scant few weeks before. You look at the night sky and your heart is full; you only wish she could be here to see it too.
We'll save this broken world yet, Tesleen. You see if we don't...