She’s not sure what brings her back to the Rotunda, so close to Kaos. Curiosity, maybe. As if she could learn something by staying an arms distance away. She thought about going to the Marsh, but somehow that just felt foolish alone. Like asking for trouble or death or well, chaos. So she ends up in the Rotunda, always impressed with how beautiful this place is. She doesn’t come here often, and somehow, she forgets about it. About the ancient stone structure that speaks of a lost history except for this one piece, a reminder of whatever your brain could conjure. Maybe someone knew who build the structure, why it stood here, but she had yet to learn that piece of information.

The dome of glass is always what draws her attention though, and she finds herself looking up at it today. It holds no answers for her, she knows. The glass can’t tell her what Kaos is planning. It can’t bring her family back. It can’t make her feel like she belongs in Helovia. She does, she knows she does, but there’s always a part of her heart that lingers behind. A piece of her that cannot leave Morham behind, cannot shake the impossible hope that her family will appear in her life again. She knows they are gone. She knows they are waiting for her in whatever next life they have, but not this one. She knows she has to move on.

It’s part of what drove her request for healing magic of her own. It’s something new, something that makes her feel like she can actually find a place here. Like she can have a second chance. It’s a silly request for a healer with healing magic to ask for more healing magic. But she’s too afraid of history repeating itself, of being stripped of her rank magic for forces outside of her control and having everything taken from her again. She wants that tiny thing for herself. It seems like so little to ask, and thankfully, the Lady Moon hadn’t rejected her request. Though neither had the Lady exactly told her where to find these horses with healing magic (not that she had expected that…what would be the point of the quest, after all, if she had?).

The painted glass doesn’t answer her though. It just glimmers, giving her no clues or help for anything.