Act two arrives on a Thursday, in a glass atrium with a stone railing and two glasses already poured.

TaliaYour father was a coward and his circle was sloppy. You finished it with a straight edge, which means you're not.

She is the keeper of the second relic. She has been doing this for two cycles, which is supposed to be impossible.

TaliaSeven keepers, one wish. Six of us have already picked who dies. Sit down.

The glass behind her is full of city lights. She has not asked you a single question yet and already knows everything about you.