silver rays the hue of mountain rivers

split at the ends in the way of a great cascade

golden flames engulf an elven army whole

the sky is roaring, laughing in thunder and singing in lightning

of both the savage and the gentle

the earthly and the divine.

watch the candles' fire, how it duels

the stars' light using a simple charm.

"it's always been your favourite."

he murmurs softly

opal blue eyes glistening.

my brother's piercing gaze felt burning on my skin

xenophilius deemed it my fault, the way constellations shattered inside rabastan's chest.