[Of all the many things she expected to hear...not a one of them was such defeat. "We lost." She knows her face has spoken for her already, a frown and wince of sympathy. 'Tis too late to take it back. She can but hope Terra takes no offense.
The silence stretches. What is there that she might say, for comfort? Reassurance? After all, she herself faces just such a scenario, to the best of her knowledge before arriving here instead of vanishing into the aether forever. They have already lost. They are running, one by one placing their lives in the path of danger rising with the tide.
Is there hope, there in the darkness? If there was not, why would she try to save even one life against the current?
...A long-distant voice echoes in her thoughts, and Y'shtola closes her eyes, holding back a very sad smile.]
Where men go as one, there is life. [As always, when this happens, in her mind she hears his voice speaking beside her own.] And where there is life, there is cause to hope.
[She shakes her head a few times.] 'Twas something my mentor was fond of saying when the threat of darkness grew imminent. When we, too, felt the closeness of unrecoverable loss. And great despair there was, indeed, in that time.
[A small part of her worries this will be received as some sort of lecture. It isn't, quite. Y'shtola has lived through a calamity and more, and she hopes that emerging on the other side of it and sharing the tale might grant Terra a measure of peace.]
The realm we swore to protect is yet broken, and its recovery slow and stuttering. But the dawn's light always returns to drive back the darkness. Life finds a way.
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The silence stretches. What is there that she might say, for comfort? Reassurance? After all, she herself faces just such a scenario, to the best of her knowledge before arriving here instead of vanishing into the aether forever. They have already lost. They are running, one by one placing their lives in the path of danger rising with the tide.
Is there hope, there in the darkness? If there was not, why would she try to save even one life against the current?
...A long-distant voice echoes in her thoughts, and Y'shtola closes her eyes, holding back a very sad smile.]
Where men go as one, there is life. [As always, when this happens, in her mind she hears his voice speaking beside her own.] And where there is life, there is cause to hope.
[She shakes her head a few times.] 'Twas something my mentor was fond of saying when the threat of darkness grew imminent. When we, too, felt the closeness of unrecoverable loss. And great despair there was, indeed, in that time.
[A small part of her worries this will be received as some sort of lecture. It isn't, quite. Y'shtola has lived through a calamity and more, and she hopes that emerging on the other side of it and sharing the tale might grant Terra a measure of peace.]
The realm we swore to protect is yet broken, and its recovery slow and stuttering. But the dawn's light always returns to drive back the darkness. Life finds a way.