User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-27161581-20160413043426

Inari feels her breath catch for a moment, as this view stirs a memory of a similar climb, in an age time forgot.

Inari: " Well Brother, I finally made it."

''Inari watches the aurora dance, reminded of her own magic, the blues and greens, the purples. How the aurora was ever-present, and yet always fleeting. Her thoughts drift to her companions, so very different than those she imagined, and yet so similar. She stares off towards the aurora transfixed, thriving in its touch, the Great Lights of the North.''