The radiating sun kept burning, even if it didn't emit any heat; she felt herself sweating bullets just getting close to it. Maybe it was the pressure, having the world on her shoulders. She was the one keeping the Sun stable, the one feeding it, and calling the next steps.
Of course, she wasn't the only one bearing this weight. It was the other two; they, too, had a part in this. The pressure got to them, too, so she couldn't let herself fall to it now, when they are putting their hearts into this.
Both Aether and Elpis are away trying to find candidates to sacrifice themselves to the sun, but it has been a while by the standards of the artificial clock of the Rings, and with no results.
While the outskirts didn't bother trying to keep up with time, the Rings were able to create a system that depicted how many days, weeks, months even years that have passed. Which has only led her to realize how long this was going to take.
