Calisi;
Darkness is not the absence of light…It is a presence.
And with Avaren, as much as I hate that presence… As much as I dislike the dark, for his sake, I have learned not to discriminate against it.
The darkness presses around me, closing like a tight fist. It's awkward but familiar in a way daylight never is.
This place has no floor beneath my feet and no sky above my head. Yet, I stand without falling. That's the power this place holds. The ability to float without drifting. To stay anchored without sinking. Like I always do in this space.
This space bends to me… Or perhaps I bend to it? I don't know. I stopped questioning the difference a long time ago. As powerful as magic is, there are some things it can never unravel and understand.
A ripple moves through the dark, and then I sense him.
My love…
His aura rolls off me like gentle waves, and I find my muscles relaxing.
Avaren.
