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“I cannot watch you wither. It hurts me too much.” The god shudders violently, his hands covering his eyes. “Cannot watch the one I love age and die before me…”
It is the gray-eyed one, the one I’ve taken to calling “Neska” in my head. Zaroun is “dusk” in my homeland’s language, because he sees all as it ends. I call the blue-eyed aspect Ossev, which is “dawn,” or beginnings. But Neska? Neska is what we call a troublemaker. Someone that is far too clever for their own good.
Appearances wither and fade. It’s the spirit that is important.”

