Let him find his own light. I had ashes to deliver.
I finally turned to Kael. The firelight reflected in his eyes, two smaller versions of my own dominion. "You think I'm looking at it," I said, letting a spark jump the gap between the fire pit and my finger. It landed, warm as a kiss, then vanished. "I'm not looking at it. I'm listening ." lily starfire pov
The embers of the campfire weren’t just light. They were mine . Let him find his own light