#because yes. she's separated from tristian. she goes to serve her goddess and has her mortal memories erased
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Calissa at the end of her life is so important to me. The way her knees ache constantly. The way her hair fades from gold to bronze. The way she does not forgo aging, despite her celestial heritage, but develops wrinkles and age spots. The effort she spends to write a letter, though her hands shake. The way those very hands no longer have their callouses from the sword and shield, and how conflicted she feels about that.
She has almost no frown lines - instead, laugh lines sketch the shape of her face, each of them placed carefully by her friends and her love.
#her life is so beautiful and that's so important to me#not without its hardships. but beautiful all the same#at horizon's end is my favorite fic even though it's the one where she dies#because yes. she's separated from tristian. she goes to serve her goddess and has her mortal memories erased#but the soul remembers. the soul CANNOT forget the love it has experienced#not even the divine can take that away. it's part of her now.#the light of the sun#inquisitor calissa
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