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"And you will." There is nothing but certainty and knowing in Vi's gaze, in the way he sees Amalia and also sees through her, into the ifs and maybes of what is to come. Obviously, Vi cannot know that she will succeed, or that she will be all that he hopes she will be. But the God of Life is nothing if not confident. With naught more than a nod to his chosen, Vi dissolves into a flurry of blossoms and petals, which swirl about her before they disappear on the breeze. Back into the Celestine, back into the starlight, until all is empty and quiet.
~FIN
