Duskfire Glacier eyesight

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she had stood out upon the icefield for endless time.

in the night, above the icefield, lights danced. she struggled to turn her focus anywhere else. never before had she witnessed it. homeland had boasted trees so tall and thick that stars were a delicacy to behold. whatever this was? she was convinced it might have killed some of them to witness. if only for the seemingly miracle way it worked at all.

as if the cold winds of the north somehow moved the lights in the sky.

soon she must return to @Faust — but her mind is elsewhere in this moment. she thinks of none of the lives that dance upon the ground of earth.

she imagines the gods he had spoken of.

is this their work? a sign of approval for her mending his flesh and dragging him into safety? perhaps it is her ego that wishes for that.

a heavy breath escapes her in a wispy show of condensation, like a greyscale reflection of the shimmering lights above.