// hope, is wonderfully messy //
Lena didn’t have the right answers for the younger woman. They’d been going on seasons of endless chicanery, duplicity, and striving to conduct treasonous actions underneath Dahlia’s nose. While the rest of the regions could orchestrate proper defenses, arms, and guards, Stormbreak’s citizens had resorted to secret meetings in gardens, chiseling their way underneath the Grotto, and streamlining back and forth to the Climb as if it was their second home. It’d become a very strange sense of normalcy – in that they could go about their daily lives as if nothing was amiss, in the midst of plotting out other movements. Standard simplicity had become a blend of habitual, routine circumstances, and then a rotation of subversion and sedition. Sanctuaries and shelters and sanctities had different looks now.
Her eyes went to the ground, wondering what she’d become in the middle of all of it too.
“I don’t think you’d be a problem,” she started, striving to find the right words. “But the possibility of you being hurt again…,” or worse – because of what Sohalia stood for. Lena wasn’t known for her willingness to take a risk either; unless one counted all the other acts of courage that had been enabled through a mixture of fear and determination, so the notions that the Luminary would want to jump back into Stormbreak alarmed.
The alternative sounded much better, and the Attuned nodded along. “That seems wise. It will give you a chance to recuperate too.” Taking a breath, and hoping the sagacity stuck somewhere in the brink, she intertwined her fingers together, storing the restlessness aside, stoking a warm smile instead. “And you must have quite a few friends who want to know you’re safe.”
Her eyes went to the ground, wondering what she’d become in the middle of all of it too.
“I don’t think you’d be a problem,” she started, striving to find the right words. “But the possibility of you being hurt again…,” or worse – because of what Sohalia stood for. Lena wasn’t known for her willingness to take a risk either; unless one counted all the other acts of courage that had been enabled through a mixture of fear and determination, so the notions that the Luminary would want to jump back into Stormbreak alarmed.
The alternative sounded much better, and the Attuned nodded along. “That seems wise. It will give you a chance to recuperate too.” Taking a breath, and hoping the sagacity stuck somewhere in the brink, she intertwined her fingers together, storing the restlessness aside, stoking a warm smile instead. “And you must have quite a few friends who want to know you’re safe.”
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
