Starglow Basin vacia

saya says nothing.

her fingers work deftly, rewrapping her legs with a precision honed by necessity. this time tighter—no room for weakness, no margin for error. her eyes remain downcast, unwavering as she secures the binds that will see her through the journey ahead.

the weight of soto's departure lingers in the air, thick and stifling. his "bueno" echoes in her mind like a drumbeat, a final punctuation to his judgment. she does not look up as he leaves, but her resolve hardens.

one last tug, firm and resolute, and the knot holds fast. a long road stretches before her, unknown and unkind, but saya rises to meet it without complaint. tightening her binds is all the response she needs to give.

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