my strength. Beloved… Kier Gavriel Thanavar, her beloved. Honor. Me? Honor, strength, freedom, fly. She meant me. Anchor and sea. Trust and believe, child of the north. Mine. I blinked the tears from my eyes, summoned my breath. She was so strong and so brave. And, in that moment, I realized I would rather die trying to be half of what she was than live as none at all.
