Swiftcurrent Creek But what we learn in the dark can see us through

She tried to quiet herself, remembering how Akavir hated her tears, and fell into his embrace as if it was the only safe place to be. In this moment, it felt that way. I hope so, Reverie murmured into his fur, tears still falling. I really hope so. But I - you should know this, Akavir -

I have to try to - to kill him myself. My father. No one else can get - get close enough. No one I trust, Reverie didn't stop to wonder at herself, at how she spoke these words without crumbling. She felt like she was crumbling. Her grip on Akavir tightened. Sometimes - sometimes I dream about it. But in my dreams I always die.