Renaissance Blonde
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Maya tended to watch and wait in situations like this. She kept her tongue still as the little god mentioned the Bolg - how could she forget? - and then vanished, leaving only a tiny artefact of some variety, and the smith and the female Lunar staring at each other as if love-struck. A fragment of Wolf-in-Winter's personal diary, carefully preserved through the Berrians' travels, came to her: "Sun and Moon are bound, one to one..."
"You two must be bound through lives," she stated calmly, cutting through the tension. "Life to life, a Lunar and Solar are bound, as I understand it."
"You two must be bound through lives," she stated calmly, cutting through the tension. "Life to life, a Lunar and Solar are bound, as I understand it."