Seren
How did you grieve for ones you had never met? Was it they themselves you longed for, or the things that would never be?
Seren did not make a fuss of her presence as the joined the festival. Her lanterns were simple things, plain and unadorned; one for Aoife, and one for Enzo. A sister she had never met, a brother who had grown and passed without her ever laying eyes on; and though she wished to meet them, it was a quiet longing that would easily accept going unfulfilled. She hung the lanterns in a tree and went to stand by Ronin and Remi, offering quiet smiles to anyone whose gaze she met; welcoming, but unobtrusive in this moment of remembrance.
Seren brings a lantern each for Aoife and Enzo.
Seren did not make a fuss of her presence as the joined the festival. Her lanterns were simple things, plain and unadorned; one for Aoife, and one for Enzo. A sister she had never met, a brother who had grown and passed without her ever laying eyes on; and though she wished to meet them, it was a quiet longing that would easily accept going unfulfilled. She hung the lanterns in a tree and went to stand by Ronin and Remi, offering quiet smiles to anyone whose gaze she met; welcoming, but unobtrusive in this moment of remembrance.
Seren brings a lantern each for Aoife and Enzo.
I'm ready to start the conquest of spaces
Reaching the starlight and silver fields
Reaching the starlight and silver fields
