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Isobel stares past the pale blur of Aylin’s face, up to the moonlit sky. It has taken her a month’s worth of learning how to feel something bordering on human, and still she feels wholly undeserving of Selûne’s grace. If she cannot expel the rot within her, then what use is she next to a demigod? It is as though death has done little more than affirm whatever anxieties had swelled within her even before things had gone to utter shit.
Aylin, an untouchable star blazing through the sky; Isobel, who rests six feet below the cold earth. Father always did claim they were galaxies apart from one another. Now, she wonders if he was right all along.
( If the cleric looks into the darkness, something else looks back. She should have remained dead. )