Isabella's sound washed over everyone, giving them an otherwordly yet familiar feeling of being loved and cared for.
"Oh," Aria said, surprised, one hand pressed flat over her own heart. "That is lovely."
"Thank you," Isabella said, and smiled the way she smiled at Aaron's memory, soft and a little sad and entirely full of love.
Tenebria's scroll gave her something that made even her go quiet for a long moment.
Not shadow that bound things anymore. Shadow that was simply the truth underneath everything, the dark that existed before light ever bothered to arrive, patient and total and never in a hurry.
[ High-Tier Axiom Art acquired: Before the First Star. ]
"That is a big name for a woman who mostly uses it to make tea in peace," Korin said.
"The name is accurate," Tenebria said, unbothered. "I am simply very restrained with how I use it."
