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Elissa could never say what made her return, why to this part of the world she had been her prison for so long. She knew, of course she knew what.
Come to me, she would whisper when no one was looking. Forgive me, let us be one again.
If the waves and the wind carried their message to Rhaena, no light came to show her she was welcome home.
She would sail off again and be back with the full moon, she would carve her message in the cliffs, knowing Rhaena would never come down to read it.