I belong to you the way the moon belongs to the stars
Amalia does not say anything as Ronin and Delah end their negotiations, quelled to silence by the weight of the warchief's wrath. She listens as the promise of knowledge exchange continues, glancing off into the woods, toward where she thinks the village might be. Amalia has only one more request, but perhaps it shall be left to another time.
"The Loreseekers are happy to help share knowledge, however we can," the girl says instead, softly. Nodding to Delah as Ronin says his goodbyes, the baker turns to follow, tension in her shoulders and struggle in her eyes.
"The Loreseekers are happy to help share knowledge, however we can," the girl says instead, softly. Nodding to Delah as Ronin says his goodbyes, the baker turns to follow, tension in her shoulders and struggle in her eyes.
the stars in your eyes will bring me back
and once again, i will kiss the sky
and once again, i will kiss the sky
AMALIA
