save your tears (no time to weep)
Description
Are you content? Echoes through her mind, all-consuming. Images surface and disappear like birds taking flight. Stars. Caleban descending from the stars. A wyvern in flight. Mooncalves. Loriens dying under the afternoon sun. Her sketches, both bitter and sweet. Do you weep for them? Do you weep for yourself? Are you content? Are you content? Are you content? Are you content?
Foreword
Fantasy AU: A race of observers monitor the galaxy, some more powerful than most. Everyone is assigned a role.
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