You can’t stop the change,
any more than you can stop the suns from setting.
It had been a few weeks since he'd been amongst the Eyes of Vi with Koa, and much had changed in that time. With Sol's return, his light had returned, an easiness made his movements a little less stiff and the circles under his eyes less noticeable than before. He felt at peace, and having completed his quest for Vi, there was hope in his eyes. Hope that he might actually be able to do something against the Void that grew bolder every day.
When he spotted Hadama, he gave a warm smile, watching from the corner of his eye as Sol flew over the pools of glittering portals, letting his wing tips brush the surface to make the images ripple. Stepping forward, he offered a hand of greeting, his voice relaxed. "Hadama, I'm glad I found you. There's something I've been meaning to give you." He carefully lowered his travel bag from his shoulder, doing his best not to jostle the precious item inside. As he did so, he spoke, "I know it's not much, but with my own abilities being so minimal, I had to do something to help. Deimos said you should be the one to take it." And when he finally straightened again, he held the Rose reverently before him. "Vi entrusted this to me, and I'm now entrusting it to you." His tone was encouraging despite the weight he knew his words carried. He didn't take this lightly, but it was hard to be pessimistic when he held the gold and red rose within his hands, the symbol of the gods' powers and willingness to assist them against the enemy.
When he spotted Hadama, he gave a warm smile, watching from the corner of his eye as Sol flew over the pools of glittering portals, letting his wing tips brush the surface to make the images ripple. Stepping forward, he offered a hand of greeting, his voice relaxed. "Hadama, I'm glad I found you. There's something I've been meaning to give you." He carefully lowered his travel bag from his shoulder, doing his best not to jostle the precious item inside. As he did so, he spoke, "I know it's not much, but with my own abilities being so minimal, I had to do something to help. Deimos said you should be the one to take it." And when he finally straightened again, he held the Rose reverently before him. "Vi entrusted this to me, and I'm now entrusting it to you." His tone was encouraging despite the weight he knew his words carried. He didn't take this lightly, but it was hard to be pessimistic when he held the gold and red rose within his hands, the symbol of the gods' powers and willingness to assist them against the enemy.
Zavien
