Moonstone Quarry muscle, sinew, metal & glass my heart is made
wearing my dream like a diadem in some better land.
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Herald.
’An official messenger of the Council,’ is what she’d been told. ‘The Herald works alongside with the Chancellor to strength foreign relations.’
But there was no Chancellor ...and for a sudden moment Aurëwen wondered if, should she look to arise once more, would the Count vanish so as the basilisk had? Would the Constable, as the gargoyle had, only have attendance in frequent bursts, and follow suite?

The strider didn’t know, yet, how to feel about either leadership, both old and new. However, more and more did she feel to repay the pack’s hospitality in some way. For the healing to her son, balaur; for the lessons to her daughter, belea; for the land provided to protect to their father, dragă.

Her innards twisted — but she only gazed that much more keenly into the moonstone.
This repayment to them all was the only way.
...And quartz was irrevocably out of the question.

In the late morn, her departure would speak plainly that precious gems hadn’t been the only finds she’d retrieved from the quarry.