#( DON'T MIND MY CLOWNERY I'M SORRY i just really wanted to do sun summoner haley 🥺 )

[apaise]

🎶 for haleyandy!

she feels the light before she sees it, her face suddenly warmed as if she had just stepped out on a summer’s day. but then andy sees it too, the light unfurling from haley’s palms as she weaves a sun right before her, suspended like a lantern. and it’s more beautiful than she could’ve ever imagined. andy had heard tales of people worshipping sankta yerin after witnessing her summoning, yet it’s only now that she can fully understand the deification. watching the light illume haley’s face in gold, dark eyes resplendent, she already looks like an effigy in a temple.

when andy’s head clears from the scene before her, she quickly realizes what this will mean for haley, the hypnotism shattered by concern. haley isn’t only grisha now -- she’s a sun summoner: rare, prized, important. once the word’s spread about the burst of light that saved the grisha caged near the fold, they’d come looking for her. first army, second, kings, thieves, disciples; they’d tug haley in every direction, each wanting a piece. but andy wouldn’t surrender a hair on her head.

❝ let’s run away.❞ she speaks without thinking, but doesn’t retract when she hears it. it’s the only logical decision. ❝ -- book a ticket one way.❞ andy’s already making a list of what they’ll need, parsing out the money she’s saved for these predicted expenses. there should be just enough. ❝ we could go to kerch, or novyi zem. ❞ suddenly her fingers are looped at haley’s belt, tugging her closer as she begs her to run.

❝ we can’t stay here, haley. ❞ she couldn’t lose her.