and yet, I choose you

Softly the Voice smiled. “We were trapped in here for over three hundred years, and the Greatwood? The Greatwood has almost never seen the ascended before. Our kind was not welcomed there even when we roamed the world freely. The blight was...unfortunate.” So saying, she reached out to tuck some of his coppery hair behind one of his ears. “The woods and those who came into contact with it were...corrupted, you might say. Bits of your brightness seeping into them, only their bodies couldn’t handle it. Some cannot stand the light that we offer.” Shrugging and offering Sam a sad smile, she continued. “But it won’t happen again. I have amended the flaw that caused it.”