Green Sprout (Wood) × The Beacon-Bearer
Wanting more people to see the light, they set themselves alight first, a torch held up high.
The Beacon-Bearer runs forward with the torch held high, ready to burn down to nothing for the cause. Wood's upward, for-others pull lends that burn a sense of mission, so the fire is not about glory, it is about getting more people into the light. So you set yourself alight first, on purpose, and the giving runs all the way to the end. The torch goes up not to be seen, but so the road behind you stops being dark.
This is your edge. You raise the flag and pass the fire to a crowd, sending them toward an ideal too far for one person to reach, and they go because your conviction lit theirs. Arcturus chases the light and never looks back, and you match it, blazing ahead while the flame jumps hand to hand behind you. Others burn for themselves. You burn so the burning spreads.
Here is the catch the green plants. Your fuel is other people's hopes, so you keep burning through gritted teeth long after you have run empty, refusing to set the torch down because someone is still watching it. The rising Waxing Crescent is the first sliver after the dark, all forward momentum, none of it spent yet. Some fights ask you to stop, refill, and let your own light come back before you give the rest away.
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