Sweet like honey, karma is a cat
Purring in my lap 'cause it loves me
Purring in my lap 'cause it loves me
There was something to be said for finding understanding, even in a stranger, even if Noe wouldn't wish this feeling on anyone. It was comforting, in a way, to know that she wasn't alone in her despair, in wishing she'd appreciated her home more when she'd had the chance. It made walking across the ashes more bearable, somehow.
"I'm sorry," she said softly, not pitying, exactly, but with a comprehension that she wished she didn't have. Losing everything you'd worked for your whole life was devastating. It was in the little things: in not being able to visit her mother's grave, in having to travel across Caido to find her father or brother, in losing the business she'd fought so hard to build. Little things that cascaded into big things, the lines for what was important and what wasn't blurred by the rose-tinted glasses through which she now viewed the past. "Maybe it's better not to go look," Noe said at last. "I don't know if seeing all this -" and she waved vaguely at their surroundings, "- didn't just make it worse."
At least she hadn't been in Stormbreak when it had fallen. She'd been among the first to leave, ushered by her brother and cousin to take her father and flee. It hadn't been so hard at first, when the list of things to do and things to save had been longer than her arm. When she'd been able to stay busy. But now? In the aftermath? It all just felt like too much. "What do we do now?" she asked with a sigh, half to herself, not really expecting an answer.
"I'm sorry," she said softly, not pitying, exactly, but with a comprehension that she wished she didn't have. Losing everything you'd worked for your whole life was devastating. It was in the little things: in not being able to visit her mother's grave, in having to travel across Caido to find her father or brother, in losing the business she'd fought so hard to build. Little things that cascaded into big things, the lines for what was important and what wasn't blurred by the rose-tinted glasses through which she now viewed the past. "Maybe it's better not to go look," Noe said at last. "I don't know if seeing all this -" and she waved vaguely at their surroundings, "- didn't just make it worse."
At least she hadn't been in Stormbreak when it had fallen. She'd been among the first to leave, ushered by her brother and cousin to take her father and flee. It hadn't been so hard at first, when the list of things to do and things to save had been longer than her arm. When she'd been able to stay busy. But now? In the aftermath? It all just felt like too much. "What do we do now?" she asked with a sigh, half to herself, not really expecting an answer.
Flexing like a goddamn acrobat
Me and karma vibe like that
Me and karma vibe like that
Noe
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Noe.
Feel free to use force/magic on Noe.
