He sees, he hears, he understands.

The sun disappears, the hopelessness drags at him, but when hasn't it dragged at him? When hasn't it wrapped around his heart? It was almost a weightless feeling, as he let it pass over him, through him, as he hears his aunt's scream before his vision is given back.

Vitus takes a moment to blink, staring at the petals that drifted from nowhere in the sky.

The sun will disappear, but it will return, it will always return.

He moves then, to Wardruna's side. Breathe frænku his voice was so much deeper since they last spoke, at the start of this plague, more sure of himself. The seer pressed his head to her shoulder, an attempt to snap her back to her senses. It's just a vision