lately i've been leaning on what she swears is a feeling
The excitement of the bracelets dims almost immediately upon their mother’s arrival. Not that she should be surprised – but it felt… Different. She hadn’t really known Seren, but she was still their sister. And to see their mother so raw, so open and hurt, the young attuned can’t help but to immediately push away from the window to join Nova against their mother in a warm embrace. “We’re so sorry about Seren.” She says quietly, squeezing the goddess in a gentle embrace, one that tries to convey all the feelings she isn’t too familiar with yet, but hopes to never have to deal with.
She hopes that Safrin never has to feel it again, just as she hopes the same should never occur to her sister. And suddenly, it’s as if something clicks, of Vesper’s protectiveness because gods, if she could try to prevent this feeling from dampening the warm brilliance their mother always carried… she’d do whatever she could. Her heart hurts for her, enough that she buries her face in deeper to their mother’s chest, clinging to that motherly love with every ounce of her being.
She hopes that Safrin never has to feel it again, just as she hopes the same should never occur to her sister. And suddenly, it’s as if something clicks, of Vesper’s protectiveness because gods, if she could try to prevent this feeling from dampening the warm brilliance their mother always carried… she’d do whatever she could. Her heart hurts for her, enough that she buries her face in deeper to their mother’s chest, clinging to that motherly love with every ounce of her being.
Calypso
but she don't believe in mistakes
