I call out ‘Stay Awhile!’

Gods were such a strange subject. It’s one I enjoy, at least in theory, but... I can’t necessarily disagree with Jigano. ”It’s a thin line we must walk. Part destiny and part free will.” I smile, and shrug lightly, not focusing too hard in my words. It brings up a lot of bad memories anyway. ”I appreciate the pace to make my own choices, but I also appreciate not being left completely alone.” {aay}”Isn’t being led to them the same as being gifted?” I point out, excited as the bard is, but confused that this is where he chooses to draw the line. ”To be led to something by the shimmering lady is as good as being gifted it from her hands.” I am very interested in the books he describes though, especially, of course, the mystery one. It’s more than enough motivation to have half formed plans running through my head, wondering how I could possibly appeal to Delah. ”I have never heard of anything like that. It sounds... amazing.” There is a hint of jealousy in my voice, but I move past it, as quickly as I can. ”If were going to have a contest, I’ll have to start working on my riddles, wont I?” As I banter back, I lean to to pluck some of the flowers we’ve grown, stowing them in the bag before I flutter my wings, lifting myself off the ground. ”I’ll be sure to visit you soon, story finder.” I promise, keeping Jigano in view while I meld back into the shade of the trees, smiling all the while. Done Tarasha They are neither pink nor pale; And they will never be all mine;