[ Angela had watched the woman carry an armful of lanterns to the river, wondering what it must be like, to have so many to care for, so many who are lost to you. Angela herself only has one lantern, decorated with the lyrics of Scarborough Fair in honor of Sera, though she had considered making one in honor of her lost mother Loriel. Not knowing where Loriel is makes it hard to mourn her, however, so she stuck to just the one lantern.
She steps up to the banks of the river beside the young woman and sets down her lantern. ]
It is.
[ A soft smile comes to her lips as she imagines Sera's reaction to the gesture. "You floated a lantern for me? You sentimental thing." ]
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She steps up to the banks of the river beside the young woman and sets down her lantern. ]
It is.
[ A soft smile comes to her lips as she imagines Sera's reaction to the gesture. "You floated a lantern for me? You sentimental thing." ]