Astrid #008 Options:Pendant trust was the rarest commodity

trust was the rarest commodity

You don’t wear this necklace

Marigold wipes her hands on her dress and gathers what’s left

almost resinous

The Bellwarden waits at the corridor’s edge

Astrid #008 Options:Pendant trust was the rarest commodityThey say Astrid was born beneath a sky so clear, the stars could not help but notice her. A daughter of distant constellations, she grew among silver moons and golden comets, her laughter ringing like bells through the velvet dark. Each star she touched bloomed brighter, seven in particular her chosen circle who followed wherever she wandered. Around her they danced, circling close with beads of light and colour, their hearts lit by crystal flame.