Northstar Vale A Long Journey Ongoing

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Cassandra—
but this wanderer was not she. Though indeed the two great females bore the same heft, the same lumber, this was not the nordling that the stricken had met last in the Court's weald. Be that as it may, the fée wisped light to the scene all the same;
heard the rich intonations of the burnished Aiano' jurisdiction. For all of it, she looked to the moonmade amazonian; silent, awonder. Halfsight the only inquiry thus not yet spoken:  who was this before them, passing through their glens?