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<blockquote data-quote="skotothalamos" data-source="post: 7223489" data-attributes="member: 83398"><p><strong>Kasvarina at the Gyre</strong></p><p></p><p>It was all over. Kasvarina stood at the edge of what remained of the arc of Reida, looking down into the churning nothing beneath her. Alienor, who had joined the fight against the Obscurati to avenge her son Mort, had followed him into death somewhere inside the great belly of the Voice of Rot. IronPeak, who had ascended from the rank and file of the Risuri army to become King of Risur, lay dead upon the silvery surface of Reida. Ghostly demons looted her corpse. Cazara, the Executore-turned-Constable who had been like a mother to Kasvarina when her memory was wiped and she became Summer — Cazara had unleashed a final, lethal bolt of electricity from the magic staff she had found only a day ago, killing the Voice of Rot from within its own mouth. The great snake dragged her down into the void, not releasing its grip even in death. There had been another, a brave fighter who Kasvarina had barely gotten to know. She couldn’t even remember the woman’s name. Like so many soldiers before her, she had died for Kasvarina’s cause while Kasvarina still lived.</p><p></p><p>She took a moment. This place, this unfinished circle of history, was connected to her. She had been drawn to a circlet bearing its name, and that circlet had restored her memories, told her who she was, who she had been, who she could be if she let herself. This place had brought her back. Seeing her own history anew, as one looking on from afar, she knew she could make everything right, or at least make amends. She knew she would never be able to do enough to forgive herself her own deeds, but every bit of good balanced out just a tiny bit of the bad, didn’t it? The hopes of dozens of worlds and millions of people were with her. If she failed, they would all be enslaved or destroyed. The weight of it was too much to bear. What if it turned out like last time? What if she couldn’t bring herself to do the right thing for once in her life? </p><p></p><p>The golden circlet appeared in her hand. Reida believed in her. In her other hand, she held the necklace of Srasama, the necklace that her daughter — the ghost of her daughter — had given her on Ascetia. It was time to make one more sacrifice in Kasvarina’s name. She took a step forward.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="skotothalamos, post: 7223489, member: 83398"] [b]Kasvarina at the Gyre[/b] It was all over. Kasvarina stood at the edge of what remained of the arc of Reida, looking down into the churning nothing beneath her. Alienor, who had joined the fight against the Obscurati to avenge her son Mort, had followed him into death somewhere inside the great belly of the Voice of Rot. IronPeak, who had ascended from the rank and file of the Risuri army to become King of Risur, lay dead upon the silvery surface of Reida. Ghostly demons looted her corpse. Cazara, the Executore-turned-Constable who had been like a mother to Kasvarina when her memory was wiped and she became Summer — Cazara had unleashed a final, lethal bolt of electricity from the magic staff she had found only a day ago, killing the Voice of Rot from within its own mouth. The great snake dragged her down into the void, not releasing its grip even in death. There had been another, a brave fighter who Kasvarina had barely gotten to know. She couldn’t even remember the woman’s name. Like so many soldiers before her, she had died for Kasvarina’s cause while Kasvarina still lived. She took a moment. This place, this unfinished circle of history, was connected to her. She had been drawn to a circlet bearing its name, and that circlet had restored her memories, told her who she was, who she had been, who she could be if she let herself. This place had brought her back. Seeing her own history anew, as one looking on from afar, she knew she could make everything right, or at least make amends. She knew she would never be able to do enough to forgive herself her own deeds, but every bit of good balanced out just a tiny bit of the bad, didn’t it? The hopes of dozens of worlds and millions of people were with her. If she failed, they would all be enslaved or destroyed. The weight of it was too much to bear. What if it turned out like last time? What if she couldn’t bring herself to do the right thing for once in her life? The golden circlet appeared in her hand. Reida believed in her. In her other hand, she held the necklace of Srasama, the necklace that her daughter — the ghost of her daughter — had given her on Ascetia. It was time to make one more sacrifice in Kasvarina’s name. She took a step forward. [/QUOTE]
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