Meralin answered: “The feeling. For without it, the promise is only noise.”
Some say they still walk those borderlands today—Eralin carving truth into stone, Meralin singing questions into the wind. And if you listen closely at the hour when lamplight meets starlight, you can hear them both, arguing gently, laughing sometimes, still remembering they were once the same star. eralin and meralin
“What is more real,” asked the king of a dying field, “the promise or the feeling behind it?” Meralin answered: “The feeling