VELARIS
The City of Starlight âšïž
"Where are we going?"
Rhy's smile widened into a grin. "To Velarisâthe City of Starlight."
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"Around us, the city twinkled, the stars themselves seeming to hang lower, pulsing with ruby and amethyst and pearl. Above, the full moon set the marble of the buildings and bridges glowing as if they were all lit from within. Music played, strings and gentle drums, and on either side of the Sidra, golden lights bobbed over riverside walkways dotted with cafes and shops, all open for the night, already packed.
Life- so full of life. I could nearly taste it crackling on my tongue."
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Lucien asked, "What is this place?"
We all looked at him. "Home," I said. "This is- my home."
I could see the details now sinking in. The lack of darkness. The lack of screaming. The scent of the sea and citrus, not blood and decay. The laughter of children that indeed continued.
The greatest secret in Prythian's history.
"This is Velaris," I explained. "The City of Starlight."
