noone notices the contrast of white on white
Sweet sea breezes streak in from the windows of Safrin's lighthouse. They curl around Aurelia, tugging at her dark hair and splaying over her changed skin like curious fingers.
'What battles are you still fighting, changed one?' A voice wonders, coming seemingly from a pool of darkness in one of the corners. "Would killing the one who nearly killed you ease your mind? I know the name of that one, if you should wish to trade for it."
'What battles are you still fighting, changed one?' A voice wonders, coming seemingly from a pool of darkness in one of the corners. "Would killing the one who nearly killed you ease your mind? I know the name of that one, if you should wish to trade for it."
