"In this latest language, your name," he says, with great gravitas, "is a pun."

"Wh- oh! Oh it is!" The spirit giggles. "'Linn' for rain and 'faralinn' is rainbow!"

"Yes. I thought you'd like it."

Giggle-nod.

"Now, allow me to introduce you - Ranelin, this is Riale, the latest creator. Riale, this is Ranelin."

"Delighted to meet you," he says, bowing formally to the tiny spirit. "How do you feel about saving the world?"

"Oh, I, I would like nothing more than to break the cycle into itty bitty pieces! Kastim, could you -?"

Kastimund gently leads his tiny charge off of his shoulder and in front of Riale, carefully expressionless.

"Hello!" Ranelin calls up to Riale, aiming for the direction of his voice. "Likewise - how much has Kastim told you, has he mentioned the Blade of the Void yet? Probably not, he never does, but maybe you talked him into it?"

"We haven't talked much. Do tell me all about the Blade of the Void. Is it as ominous as it sounds?"

"Yes. It's what destroys the world."

"Well. Anything else?"

"It's meant to help end the cycle somehow, but I'm not sure how. It's only appeared in the final moments of the final day."

"How inconsiderate of it."

"Yes."

"But!" insists Ranelin, chin lifting with stubbornness. "If any world has a chance so far, it's this one."

Kastimund is wearing a long suffering expression that says his opinion of the proceedings, but he stays silent.

"Yes," says Riale, "I think so too."

"So, I think I'm going to wander around Dawnbrook recording things in the book for a while, then stay the night at the inn where I left the swoop and set off for Highpoint in the morning to look for Saerith. Sound like a plan? And do you mind if I start your page first?"

She nods.

"That all sounds okay," she agrees. "And I can help with my page, I know the things that confused the other creators about me."

"What things confused the other creators about you?"

"The biggest one was whether I was male or female. A few of them were too afraid to ask about it and tried to guess or figure it out through some weird methods. Kastim just let them be confused and I didn't realize it mattered." Pause. "I'm neither, I'm a spirit, I just am. But if you need to pick one, I think female's closer than male because I help make worlds, and that's kind of like making children?"

"I mean, men help make children too, I've heard," says Riale. "But I see what you mean."

"You can use whichever one you think's best," shrugs Ranelin.