Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to say goodbye
But no one wants to say goodbye
Love was one emotion that Sohalia could never quite decide what to do with. She either had it in spades, or she’d never experienced it, and she couldn’t figure out which was the truth. In many ways, she loved deeply, truly, far beyond that which would be expected of her. But in others, she didn’t know what love really was, had yet to fully grasp the reality of it.
Parental love, she’d perhaps experienced when she was very small, and then again with Harper before he’d died. Friendship, she had in abundance - Tal, and Flora, and many others, too. Romantic love, though… well, we all know how that’s turned out for poor Soh.
In any case, she turned her head to regard Maea, tilting her head to one side. ”I thought all stories were supposed to have a happy ending,” she teased, but there was a longing beneath her words that spoke to her own distant desires.
Parental love, she’d perhaps experienced when she was very small, and then again with Harper before he’d died. Friendship, she had in abundance - Tal, and Flora, and many others, too. Romantic love, though… well, we all know how that’s turned out for poor Soh.
In any case, she turned her head to regard Maea, tilting her head to one side. ”I thought all stories were supposed to have a happy ending,” she teased, but there was a longing beneath her words that spoke to her own distant desires.
Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to die
But no one wants to die
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
