Date: 2025-01-24 10:52 pm (UTC)
singlemilletgrain: (Catastrophe)
Reunion, dreaded, desired, comes at the end of ten thousand li. Upon the promontory of godhood, the seeds of what were sown will flower, divide.

[There is a quiet hum in the air around them as Shu's voice becomes distant.]

The conflict ends; the demon dormant, rests. Beside her lie the remnants of the past. Whole or shattered, split or new, the burning heart shall herald what is come. Alack! Quicken'd steps lead to final grief. Heed - watchful lips shall know when truth to speak.

[After that, she falls into silence for an unbearably long period of time.]
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