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For those who’ve lost some of their light to grief, look up and see that even the darkest sky fails to engulf the stars.
We’re all broken in our own ways and sometimes it’s only frayed threads holding our seams together.
She knew better than to assume that happiness was anything more than a breeze—temporary and fleeting.
“Do all she-elves have eyes the color of the Lagoon?” With a quirky tilt of his lips, Fenn cocked his head. “Or do you simply capture starlight and give it form?”