Ash and Morning/Mourning
The Fire Remembers - [The Veiled Dominion]

Ash and Morning/Mourning The Citadel breathes, heavy, damp, heat into its old lungs. The training court holds a chill that lingers with anticipation. I come to it with dust on my cuffs and a sliver of ink caught beneath my nail—a mark from the night’s copying work that refuses the water bowl. The court’s pale ash-bed glints under thin light. Each raked groove is an order imposed and a story erased. We pretend the grooves matter; by midmorning they will be blurred by boot and blade. Impermanent, yet law by pain and memory.
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Kristen Keenon Fisher
"You are everything you're afraid you are not."
-- Serros
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