#they can be honest with each other and when such things are scarce between urianger and the exarch it's nice

[impossible-rat-babies]

wip wednesday!

ty for the tag @coldshrugs <3 im gonna tag (sorry for the possible double tags) @lavampira, @thevikingwoman, @hythlodaes, @fooltofancy, @birues, @galadae, @lilas and whomever else!

replaying ShB and especially the rak'tika greatwoods has me in the goofypool again

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“I knew…”

They speak softly into the thick cool air between them. The sharp humming of the light drenched sky above them looms like a heavy weight across their shoulders—so ready to crush them beneath its weight.

“I knew what was happening—after il mheg, I could feel it. The light.” They glance over at Y’shtola, watching her lips purse and her brow scrunch together.

“And you still feel it?”

They nod, slow and steady.

“In my fingertips—I feel them stiffen, and a tingle when I move them again. A weight in my gut, and an itch at the back of my throat.”

She sighs, yet it does little to ease the worry that holds her shoulders tight and lips pulled to a thin line.

“Forgive me for not having spoken sooner.”

“Nay, I should have spoken my mind soon after arriving Slitherbough. Mistaken as you were to my nature upon meeting again, I would not so easily cast aside that which you beheld.” They pause, a bitter smile coming to their lips.

“A brilliant soul, I have been called before— nomenclature befitting Hydaelyn’s Chosen. And yet it is not Her light which eats away at me now.”