Dragoncrest Cliffs yon sèl flè

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but there was nothing maleah could do, and mireille felt it keenly, the isolation in that moment. at least between them, if briefly. she did not wish for the other to carry her pain, or to know how the bite of it felt against oneself.
"you listenin' be enough," she said, and with feeling. "my sister be a bard, a singer, an' a hunter. i sometimes track de waterways an' de tidepools. my mot'ers were guardians. you can choose anyt'in' you like, maleah. de world be open to you."
the sunniness of the other's eyes was suddenly hard to bear, as this talk of sobo twisted her heart. "i should get back to dem," she said, a bit apologetically, but colored in a soft mien that asked for more time with maleah.