Her sisters did not speak to her on the way to THE Sumeru Elysium as throughout, she used the time to sightsee while thinking about Lygara.
They had flown on either side of her through the long dark above the Chrysalis with their great silver wings spread, Phaedra on her left and Thessaly on her right, and Kir One and Kir Two followed a little behind, silent and enormous, their faces turning slowly from one patch of dark to the next. Lifthrasir did not mind the silence. She had spent a very long time not existing at all, and she had learned that most things worth hearing arrived on their own if she waited.
They passed the edges of the Source Lands, where beginnings rose out of the dark in slow golden currents, and then they rose higher, past anything she had ever seen or been told of, until the dark itself thinned and grew pale and warm. Then the light came up beneath them all at once, and she looked down, and saw the fields.
