You have no idea how much trust and faith I have in you, Stardust. You're my best friend. I know you’d protect them until the very end. Thank you.
Kirain offered her friend a tired smile, the weight of guilt still pressing heavily on her mind. She felt undeserving, more than ever now, and the familiar dark spiral began to take hold. Desperate to keep it at bay, she curled protectively around her children.
Paints would be really nice,she murmured,
but I don’t want to steal your materials. You work so hard to create those pigments, it wouldn’t be fair for me to swoop in just because I’m getting a little stir-crazy.
The urge to cry tugged at her, but she swallowed it back, masking it with a faint smile.
I appreciate the offer, darling. Lestan gives me breaks; I’m okay. I wouldn’t want to burden you over a bit of restlessness. I’ll wait for him to return.
With that, she fell quiet, turning her focus to grooming her little ones, something, anything, to keep her mind from the dark tendrils slowly wrapping around her heart.

