Neverwinter Forest ttistigat

your father doubted too, he began, the memory sharp in his mind. and look where it led him—paranoia, mistrust. he built walls so high he could no longer see máni’s light.

he let the words hang for a moment, then dipped his head slightly, meeting luhtar’s gaze.

she sees all, brother. even us, in our smallest, quietest moments. you are not a voice lost in the sky. he huffed softly, a sound almost like a laugh. she’s listening. you just have to trust her.