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He’d seen the insides of men displayed on their outsides, he’d seen the life fade from limbless soldiers, but something about a child’s discomfort unsettles a man’s soul.
But that single word—so colorless, so ordinary—was a herald from which she could not hide.
foresight dampens loss only the slightest.
“Two threads; one bond,”
“And they shall shed off the light of the world for the light of Alchaeus, for it is greater to see truth than light.”
It was always a sound strategy to pair a Sapphire with an Emerald. Complimentary threadweaving. Push and pull.
“May the winds guide you.” “And carry you gently home,” she finished.
She always found self-deprecation to be the key to a good lie. If others feel sorry for you, they’re less likely to scrutinize your story.
“A flame is a fickle fortune,”
“Life itself is a flame. Fickle as any. Some burn brightly and die swiftly. Some burn dimly and live far past their need. In the end, all flames die.
May the Lightfather illuminate the threads before you.” “And may they never grow dim,
They exchanged a glance that seemed to say, husbands, a necessary evil.
It is a curious thing to experience horror. The mind has a way of dulling such moments to preserve its own sanity.
“What’s so complicated about someone trying to kill you?” Iriel stopped walking. “Is there anything more complicated than someone trying to kill you?”

