SOME BREAKS CAN’T BE FIXED.
Endless Reaching
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Ahri Blue looked upon the Holy Garden — her garden — for the first time in millennia and laughed low in disbelief as tears pearled like dew in her dapple green eyes. “Â-dun,” she whispered, pressing her flattened hands to her lips. Exhaling something like a cross between a laugh and a sob, she reached for Yggdrasil’s endless-reaching roots with a trembling hand, but stopped herself short, shut her eyes, and closed her fist.
No.
There was something wrong here.
Forcing her eyes open, Ahri Blue uncurled her fingers and laid her palm flat on Yggdrasil. She waited, but nothing sparked between her earth-dark fingers and the sacred tree, though even an echo such as herself should still be able to feel something.
Anxiety, cold and skittering, climbed up her throat the longer she looked at her hand, lifeless on Yggdrasil’s root. She studied the looping vines and leaves and flowers painted white across her skin, searching for the reason, but the longer she stared, the more she felt that something was missing. Something important.
Ahri Blue closed her eyes again and carefully breathed out.
“Pharos.”
