a talk between two gods

Nahida takes a deep breath, still staring off into the vast city of this dream of Sumeru. She watches as the winds blow many green leaves down past the crowds of people, whispering its wishes of goodnights and farewells. She watches as the dream reveals to her one of the many truths of the boy who sits beside her. “Calling yourself a mistake is a sin akin to telling the world and the lives within it that they were not supposed to be made.” Nahida begins. “You are no mistake and you never have been.”