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RE: lonesome I came - Lyra - 01-26-2026 Of all the answers Lyra might expect, reindeer is not one of them, and her eyes light with a striking curiosity as a result. Perhaps she’d thought that one’s favorite shift might be something flashier, or something more powerful - but isn’t there a quiet sort of power in the kind of trust that Noah speaks of? Isn’t it something that she understands in spades, given her occupation and her close ties with the land she works in - and often feels that she works with? [say]”I could understand that,”[/say] she replies, voice soft but resolute. She tilts her chin up to gaze at the stars, their light shining down and turning brilliant blue eyes to silver. Out here, with no one around save a near perfect stranger and a sea of starlight in every direction, it feels as though she can make a difference, no matter how small. [say]”Exactly,”[/say] she says, the curve of her lips lifting into a smile. [say]”I think sometimes we can get so caught up in being perfect that we forget how important it is just to be there, you know?”[/say] RE: lonesome I came - Noah - 01-29-2026 Noah let a faint, humorless smile touch his lips at her words. He understood exactly what she meant, and it hit him deeper than he expected. He thought of his own failures, the times he had been frozen by perfection, by the endless weighing of himself against Vi’s impossible standards. He had spent years trying to measure up, trying to be the perfect sentinel, the perfect demigod. And in doing so, he had stopped moving entirely, waiting for permission, for certainty, for some impossible validation that never came. That had been his mistake. Well, one of them. That had been why he had often failed to act when the world needed him most, or act in the wrong way when he did. Instead of laying that on her, though, this perfect stranger beside him, he said only this: [say]"I know exactly what you mean."[/say] Taking in a breath that lifted his shoudlers slightly, he shifted his weight from seat bone to seat bone, curiosity sharpening behind his eyes. [say]"Is this your first quest from Safrin?"[/say] He asked, brow lifting. RE: lonesome I came - Lyra - 01-29-2026 It’s an easy trap to fall into, and one that Lyra has found herself in more than once - not only in her work, but in her personal life. Wanting to be the perfect parental figure for her children is a dream that has not quite died, despite knowing full well that it’s a pipe dream at best. The only thing to do is to show up, day in and day out, consistently and with love in one’s intention. It’s a lesson that has served her well in all areas of her life to date. [say]”Yes,”[/say] Lyra says in response to Noah’s question. [say]”I’ve actually never quested for any of the gods before now.”[/say] She’d never really had the time before, nor the inclination to focus on herself and her own wants over those of her family. It had seemed selfish and unnecessary at the time - and besides that, there had been a niggling doubt in the back of her mind that a god would actually take the time to answer her. That Safrin had was something that had bought her steadfast loyalty. [say]”But Safrin answered when I prayed, and I’ll be forever grateful for the opportunity.”[/say] RE: lonesome I came - Noah - 02-04-2026 [say]"Remember always to give her credit where it is due, for that gratitude you hold."[/say] Noah knew what it was like to feel grateful to the herald for answering when no one else would. While he had a particularly unique seat when it came to the goddess, Noah would not take for granted all the times she answered him. All the mercy she gave. All the understanding, kindness, support. He knew she had two sides. He knew, well, that her temper and ire were easy things to succumb to from the wrong actions. Ronin had never been quiet when it came to sharing that part of her, unafraid to lay it all out as Noah stepped into part of her shadow. He had yet to experience that part of her, but he had experienced the disapproval and shame carried from not following in Vi's exact plan. He had pieced together that Safrin, in eons of service, may have felt that too. Which is why she touched him so gently. But, Noah did not need to reveal that all to Lyra. Instead he talked about how he had visited with Frey in the past, before becoming Vi's demigod. He talked about shifting his prayers from the herald of nature and sex to that of life and stars and brightness. [say]"She has always been kind to me."[/say] He finally said, settling again after feeling like he had talked forever. [say]"I think she will continue to answer you, should you continue to do respectable work."[/say] That is, saving lives. Searching and rescuing and repairing. As they talked, the sun began to gently rise over the sands. FIN |