They are, by now, far enough from the largest of the crowd that only the noise remains.
The noise, and a few sunbathers that appear to have fallen asleep.
Carefully, Galadan's shields crack open.
For all that memory hurts, it is a quieter pain than it was. But Lisen is gone, and Amairgen's fate is known. Caer Sedat is empty, and the lios alfar are free to cross the water, untroubled by Maugrim's Soulmonger.
And while that knowledge brings no true satisfaction, it is also untainted by bitterness.
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Date: 2008-04-06 06:27 am (UTC)The noise, and a few sunbathers that appear to have fallen asleep.
Carefully, Galadan's shields crack open.
For all that memory hurts, it is a quieter pain than it was. But Lisen is gone, and Amairgen's fate is known. Caer Sedat is empty, and the lios alfar are free to cross the water, untroubled by Maugrim's Soulmonger.
And while that knowledge brings no true satisfaction, it is also untainted by bitterness.
And that, too, is not entirely unfamiliar.