SEREN
For every tyrant, a tear for the vulnerable
In every lost soul, the bones of a miracle
In every lost soul, the bones of a miracle
"I can imagine," she nodded with feeling, because her own aging was less than normal. "I grew in stages, and the skips were both overwhelming and painful. I think I caused a good few of father's gray hairs over that." Shaking her head ruefully, Seren shifted to see Flora better as she launched into the telling.
And found herself both impressed and inspired by what she heard. "Oh, all the time. And since I am my mother's demigod, it isn't something I can truly step away from. But that is also why I came back. To figure out who I am beyond that." Scuffing the ground with her bare soles, Seren gazed up at the sky. Surrounded by so much light, the stars seemed pale and distant. Sometimes that bothered her, while at others it felt very necessary.
"Do you know if there are any artisan guilds around these days? I've been thinking I want to try painting more. Or maybe sculpting. It would be fun to share ideas with others." Educational too, in a way that working on her own couldn't quite offer.
And found herself both impressed and inspired by what she heard. "Oh, all the time. And since I am my mother's demigod, it isn't something I can truly step away from. But that is also why I came back. To figure out who I am beyond that." Scuffing the ground with her bare soles, Seren gazed up at the sky. Surrounded by so much light, the stars seemed pale and distant. Sometimes that bothered her, while at others it felt very necessary.
"Do you know if there are any artisan guilds around these days? I've been thinking I want to try painting more. Or maybe sculpting. It would be fun to share ideas with others." Educational too, in a way that working on her own couldn't quite offer.
In every dreamer a dream - we're unstoppable
with something to believe in
with something to believe in
