"The trials are sometimes... or often, a person," Aurora mused, her face a mix of astonishment and contemplation at the weight of the words. Her gaze shifted to Sid, her voice steady but introspective. "This line from your diary was enough to make me read it all. And then there was anotherââThe whole thing pities me, and I stand staring at nothing, thinking I dare to gaze with the same boldness on herâŚâ
