>>6335551You keep glancing at the cameo, then at the floor, where the fragments of Carnaval’s feather keep smoking. It is like not even a moment has passed—
And yet the angel that gifted you one of her priceless feathers is now trying to get in. You do not have much time.
You take a long breath. What would Soralisa do?
What about Rubida, or Willow…?What would Master do?You feel ripped apart in so many directions at once.
In the end, it is you here. You and no one else.
When you lost everything, Master’s involvement felt like divine interjection. And it actually was. That your actions have been influenced by something so old, so wise and yet so surgically shrewd in guaranteeing the safety of Her orchard makes you shiver.
You are dealing with things and matters that are so far beyond your skills to influence. And yet, they could—
They could, if you were to take Lithala’s hand.
She would give you the power to stand on your <span class="mu-i">own</span> legs.
How many times have you lamented you were unable to change fate, to alter the wheel of doom, and now—
Now for the first time you can.
If you trust her.
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