Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again,
this time more intelligently
this time more intelligently
Elizabeth smiled softly, offering some small piece of solace. "There's no way to prepare for it. Each loss has to be mourned in its own way." Because even if Alys had lost a hundred people before, no connection was the same, and they all held different personal memories and emotions. Additionally, knowing that death was imminent didn't exclude the grief process. It may start earlier, but the death would be felt all the same.
Her eyes finally looked to Alys as she spoke of Sascha, listening with compassion and respect. She felt honored to hear their story. Elizabeth felt her warm expression shift between gentle openness and genuine amusement as tales of the ursur's difficult beginning and personality quirks unfurled. Unwilling to interrupt the natural progression of words, she waited until the appearance of the seer's tender smile before encouraging her to lean into the positive memories with a soft, joking comment. "I imagine she was quite the handful when it rained." If Alys turned to look, she'd find no attempt to diminish the moment, only a lightness that might give her the strength to continue.
Her eyes finally looked to Alys as she spoke of Sascha, listening with compassion and respect. She felt honored to hear their story. Elizabeth felt her warm expression shift between gentle openness and genuine amusement as tales of the ursur's difficult beginning and personality quirks unfurled. Unwilling to interrupt the natural progression of words, she waited until the appearance of the seer's tender smile before encouraging her to lean into the positive memories with a soft, joking comment. "I imagine she was quite the handful when it rained." If Alys turned to look, she'd find no attempt to diminish the moment, only a lightness that might give her the strength to continue.
Elizabeth
