Status Updates From Blood Over Bright Haven

god she’s only thinking of herself and her legacy ughhsdhhdh ew

“Sick or sound, good or evil, she was still Sciona Freynan. And Sciona Freynan didn’t slow down.

Sciona Freynan would be remembered.”

"You're the worst kind of murderer, I think," he said, and she felt the terrible words vibrate against her knuckles. "The kind who won't even see the crime. You've never worshipped a god of truth." As roughly as he had pulled her hand to his chest, he shoved it away, Disgusted. "You worship delusion."

“The Blight is always beautiful, from a safe distance. Up close, its your fathers blood on your face. Its wanting to run to him just to hold him one more time before he’s gone, knowing that if you do, the light will unmake you too. Knowing, even as a tiny child, that you must hold yourself still as your only parent peels to pieces indrong of you. That’s what the Blight does to a person, you know?”

Today I learned that Blight was not what I expected it to be… 👀

"I don't," Sciona whispered through an irrepressible grin. "Would you like to find out with me?"

"Damn it, Highmage Freynan... Of course I would." And bless him; behind the veneer of calm, he looked almost as excited as she was. They had, after all, been working on this project together for the better part of three months. Here was the fruit of all their labor.