Amalia
only lonely hid the morning from the stars
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"Well, I am only mortal." A shy smile, mischievous but also a little insecure, as if she thinks the goddess may be put off by her familiarity, the candid burst of speech. And underneath, concern: because Safrin did not answer, carefully evaded, and because while the girl loves Vi, she has learned that he is strict.
And because she loves Safrin, too, feels a deep and brilliant fondness and respect for the goddess and all she represents. Safrin has given her countless things, blessed her with purpose and her other form. And in turn? Amalia has made mistakes, let the barrier crumble while she ran in fear.
"Safrin..." She hesitates, biting her lip, fingers tightening in her lap. "I know I am only mortal. And that I should have done more to keep the barrier from falling. But if there is anything I can do to help you now - if you would let me, if I am worthy - I would do it." She is earnest in her pledge, black eyes turned to the starlit being, her heart given freely to the stars. Jyoti sings a gentle song, trying to find her way into the goddess' lap, bold and giving with none of the trepidation that plages the girl's fragile soul.
And because she loves Safrin, too, feels a deep and brilliant fondness and respect for the goddess and all she represents. Safrin has given her countless things, blessed her with purpose and her other form. And in turn? Amalia has made mistakes, let the barrier crumble while she ran in fear.
"Safrin..." She hesitates, biting her lip, fingers tightening in her lap. "I know I am only mortal. And that I should have done more to keep the barrier from falling. But if there is anything I can do to help you now - if you would let me, if I am worthy - I would do it." She is earnest in her pledge, black eyes turned to the starlit being, her heart given freely to the stars. Jyoti sings a gentle song, trying to find her way into the goddess' lap, bold and giving with none of the trepidation that plages the girl's fragile soul.
