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[Filter: Private, in Atsirian]

I've finally gone through it all. Every last word. Painful, embarrasing, and ... and more than that, cloying, darkening. Putting myself back into that place, reliving it all ...

Wise? No, not wise, not at all. But I --

Don't I owe it to them?

Of course I do.

Such frankness with Karlesta. Surely a mischosen action but I suppose I was just that desperate, and she did demand it of me. Heavens forbid I should ignore an order.

Hm.

Is it put to rest, now, then? Do things simply go back to normal, now that the anniversary of Lady Laeleena's passing has breezed past? I wonder.

Either way, our goals don't change, not for a moment.

... Mother. And all the rest, as well, but Mother, especially. I am sorry, Karlesta, truly, moreso than ever. You are a sweet girl. I would say that you should have chosen your allies more carefully, but let us be honest, you would be nothing at all without the guidance of Melyndra Destra, wouldn't you? This is unavoidable, for both of us.

Things still lurk in the shadows. I simply close my eyes to them better than ever before.

[Filter: Westa, in Atsirian]

Ah, sister. Your speech was ... well, it was certainly more moving and more heartfelt than anything Karlesta Faedya said about Holy Three and steadfast faith and honour in the afterlife.

And, that aside, I think that Mother, and the others ... ah, they all would have ... appreciated it. Darz and Father would have seen the sentimentality. Daerielle would have appreciated your poise. Arsele would have cheered your passion. Azshara would have just mulled over the language.

Mother ... Mother would have seen the strength and the resolve. As I did.

It was very good. Very, very good.