In order to save the world from eternal night, Red must find a way to unlock the dormant power of the Sun Goddess running through her veins without killing herself and everyone she loves.
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The kirin known as 'Eddy' had a far longer name than that, if the languages of wind and water were to be translated to the human tongue. It would be something akin to warm air from the north mingles with cold air from the south, striking a spark that ignites the world. Only there was a sense of urgency in the rumble underlying her true name; electricity's inherent need for stability, for its brief existence was brilliant but excruciating, and it always longed for rest. And there was the sense of tension in the atmosphere that could only be felt, and crudely implied by mere words; and the metallic taste upon one's tongue that preceded every storm...
Eddy was easier. And the Kirin had grown accustomed to the name and thinking in what human's called the 'common tongue', barbaric as it was.
It would be difficult to explain the shift in her psychology when she came face to face with the War Queen and her advisors, particularly as she was born of the mighty mare's rootstock.
Eddy peered down at the bottom of the pool, where Red — another name that did little justice to the paradoxical woman who answered to it — was lying on her back, slowly fusing with the lapis lazuli. New crystals were already forming on her brow, pushing their sharp edges through skin and skull, prying up the secrets below.
The essence of the world's first breath flowed through Eddy's veins, fickle and impatient as the wind, but so too did the first drop of water grafted from her father's line. It was his temperance she borrowed as she watched the strange girl fail her test with record speed. So many lies, Eddy thought, but whose?
There was only one way to find out. Eddy found herself hoping — a ludicrous concept for one of Earth's First Children, but one she couldn't quite shake — that Red would survive her ordeal.
The fate of the world depended on it.
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GRETCHEN
Armed to the teeth with knowledge of the world, the sisters left their homeland far behind and sought a boon from Rya's Messenger, a legendary phoenix to the North. The journey was a blur, and the creature itself was so magnificent it was impossible to look at directly; Gretchen tried and flung a hand over her eyes immediately, sobbing as her fingers registered blistered skin.
