Across the sea, after the end of all things, Annatar makes an apology.
Moodboard in tones of misty rose, gold, and silver, with the Sara Teasdale quote, “Let this single hour atone / For the theft of all of me”.
1. A silver ocean gleams beneath the rosy sky at dawn.
2. White marble columns rise like a mist into graceful arches.
3. Against the spangled light of ocean waves, a tentative hand reaches out, hardly daring to touch.
4. A familiar silhouette appears against the sky, obscured by golden sparks.
5. Two backlit faces are about to kiss, one above the other. One person is fair-haired, the other dark; the former’s golden tresses fall in a soft veil over both of them.
6. A delicate tracery of branches glitters with morning dew.
7. A single closed eye - no longer The Eye - has a teardrop trembling on its lashes, ready to fall.
8. Along a wave-swept beach, solitary footprints stretch off into the distance. It has been a long and lonely journey down the years.
9. A beloved face comes softly into focus, limned with light, as all things are quietly made new.
