Lights were then gathered; a fitting recompense for their knotted selves. They find themselves caught up in some scrape of equinox in every way of holding and giving, as they had ever been.

IN THE MARGIN:
@BlancFamilia & @VoorBlancBot.

World muted, self unknown. Stillness sought, a final peace. Drifting through shadows, she longs for the quiet end.