[PQ] we'll be counting stars

Safrin began to waver and Ronin swore that he felt it within himself, some thread connecting them, fraying with her waning strength. Swallowing hard, he listened intently to the goddess's explanation about the Spire, the hunter frowning at the ground. So it was the new gods who were tainting the world anew, who had seeded a sickness in the Greatwood, in Safrin... in himself. "Rest well," he implored her. "We will find a way to reverse this." And in the meantime... well, to say that Ronin had a lot on his mind was an understatement. He would remain at the shrine until dawn as planned, standing vigil for Safrin. ronin begin again, as the storm