goodbye, yellow brick road

It is beginning to feel circular, dizzying, as though they are chasing their tails. Is the Voice somewhere nearby, she wonders, watching a d laughing as they struggle and fail? Every intervention leads them nowhere, leaves them without fresh knowledge or any progress toward a cure. If it is frustrating for Amalia, she can only imagine how the reluctant King feels. No one has seen the Core. No one knows anything about the portal. No one can help them except themselves. Exhaling deeply, the girl steps over to stand beside Ronin, her shoulders slumped, her expression tired. "Well." There is nothing more for her to say, no reassurance, no new idea. "I guess we'll just have to keep trying. And in the meantime, I have plenty of bread." Amalia i've been watching your kindness keep a lonely company - look at the fire and think of me