Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Lena had always been a bastion of calm – composure, kindness. It didn’t morph now, even as the air thickened with decrees and degrees of stigmas, experiences, and questions she deemed entirely fair. In between rapidly taking notes, she imbued the rational peace between her heart and lungs and soul into any other Attuned, but especially Sohalia.
Because here was where things became difficult – the justifiable changes were going to be met with skepticism. Stormbreak was not without its flaws – that was why they were trying to alter things for the greater good. To become something than the perils of the past. Here though, as Anna caught her eye, the Caretaker wished the Dragoon would say something – anything – to extend the wishes of the kingdom. On how the soldiers would progress in safety…the silence potentially said more than anything.
Steeling her breath and writing down several other things to bring back to the next meeting, her attention shifted, earnest platitude upon the masses. “I’m sorry that happened to you,” she spoke at last, initially to Sah, but to anyone else who’d encountered the bouts of prejudice. “We understand that change is difficult, and it will take time.” Not wanting to overstep her measures or around her leader, she allowed ideas to flow instead. “Maybe we could start lectures at the Collegium. Especially any Abandoned’s efforts during the war.” It had to begin somewhere, and could only be so vague in the interim. And she had no expertise when it came to defenses – looking towards Anna once more.
Because here was where things became difficult – the justifiable changes were going to be met with skepticism. Stormbreak was not without its flaws – that was why they were trying to alter things for the greater good. To become something than the perils of the past. Here though, as Anna caught her eye, the Caretaker wished the Dragoon would say something – anything – to extend the wishes of the kingdom. On how the soldiers would progress in safety…the silence potentially said more than anything.
Steeling her breath and writing down several other things to bring back to the next meeting, her attention shifted, earnest platitude upon the masses. “I’m sorry that happened to you,” she spoke at last, initially to Sah, but to anyone else who’d encountered the bouts of prejudice. “We understand that change is difficult, and it will take time.” Not wanting to overstep her measures or around her leader, she allowed ideas to flow instead. “Maybe we could start lectures at the Collegium. Especially any Abandoned’s efforts during the war.” It had to begin somewhere, and could only be so vague in the interim. And she had no expertise when it came to defenses – looking towards Anna once more.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
