Blue_Indigo
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Like all Selûnites, Isobel revered the night sky and the Lady of Silver's luminous guidance through the dark. Yet in this moment, she could not help but praise the sun, both for scorching the land strongly enough that beads of sweat rolled off of Aylin's brow and bare arms most enticingly, and for granting Isobel a very good excuse as to why exactly her face was so red and her breath so short. Not only that, but she was currently finding it quite difficult, perhaps even blasphemous, to direct her prayers towards the very mother of the one causing her to lose her composure.
The first time before, the first time after.
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Dame Aylin is steadfast. Devotion is writ into her very nature.
If things had taken the smallest of turns down a different path, they could have been granted a miracle. This time, at least, they were not.
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Ceremorphosis, as a medical term and phenomenon, is familiar to her, purely academically. But suddenly and violently it is no longer a strange, abstract problem a provincial Selûnite cleric is unlikely to ever encounter.
Isobel is reunited with her father. But this will not be the end of her.
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Rosalie volunteers for an experimental trial that miraculously erases traumatic memories. Everything goes well until it doesn't.
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“My honour for your honour,” she intoned the final litany. “My strength for your strength. My mind for your mind. My body…” And now she knelt, bending down until her forehead was touching the floor, arms out to her sides, long hair fanned out like a cloak, “…for your body.”
The quiet fell for a moment. Then the Captain’s voice broke it. “For how long do you offer your oath?”
The question was part of the ritual, but the answer had required careful research. Too short a period would belittle the debt, too long and the other person would feel compelled to reject it as unfair.
“One year,” Jenny said. “And one day, and one night still. Until the dawn breaks.”
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