// think of the sun that shaped them //
Many things bothered the Caretaker; but she’d made it a habit of hiding it. It probably wasn’t the healthiest thing to do, as bottling all the proportions up meant impending release someday, but it also strengthened her soothing parallels. What good would it do if she couldn’t keep calm in an alarming situation? What would her scared, nervous, and apprehensive feelings do for the rest of them? Amplifying a mess wasn’t in her ideal – so she’d inherently swallowed them all down. She’d kept her fear alight, but her bravery brighter. Maybe the last time she’d done so was in front of Zavien, and she’d been embarrassed by all those frustrations too – and in the end, saved them for no one except herself.
Sohalia’s enthusiasm for the silly paper made her ease further into the springs with a bright smile, and before long she’d found a shallow spot, leaning against a pillar of stone with the plumes reaching and pressing, but arms raised so the cootie catchers wouldn’t catch any cascading droplets. Waiting for the younger Attuned to settle, she moved the portions back and forth, revealing hues and numbers, and then lifted it up for the Luminary to make a choice. “Pick a color.” There were arrays in blue, red, green, and yellow.
Sohalia’s enthusiasm for the silly paper made her ease further into the springs with a bright smile, and before long she’d found a shallow spot, leaning against a pillar of stone with the plumes reaching and pressing, but arms raised so the cootie catchers wouldn’t catch any cascading droplets. Waiting for the younger Attuned to settle, she moved the portions back and forth, revealing hues and numbers, and then lifted it up for the Luminary to make a choice. “Pick a color.” There were arrays in blue, red, green, and yellow.
Lena
// the speck of truth that's ours //
