The first thing you remember, a long time later, is a shining crystal. It hangs above your head, reflecting the light this way and that, in bursts of color that shift and change through the prismatic glass.
Holding was crowded. Holding was full of Elessans. Holding was also full of people mad at her for “not doing her job”. All in all, Csindra grumbled to herself as she leant against the back wall and tried to avoid the glares of the Den Arden conspirators, it wasn’t a good day.