Seren
I am magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
Destined to seek, destined to know
Destined to seek, destined to know
Plenty of people would have balked at the barrage of questions, but not Weaver. The woman answered them each in turn, and Seren was made to think again, which really was a very pleasant way to spend the time. She forgot to look for more ships, as her attention focused solely on Weaver.
Would she be mad? The child thought of the few possessions she claimed as her own. Rocks and flowers, seashells and bird feathers. If someone took them? She shook her head. "If someone needs my treasures thy can have them," she answered with deep sincerity, the generous nature of her little soul on full display.
"Daddy says fighting is not for fun, and you can get hurt. Sunjata's Slagveld is for training to fight, to be prepared if it have to happen." She looked at the knife with wide eyes. It wasn't exactly like the ones Sunjata carried, but it looked very sharp. "I told daddy I wanted to train too, but he did not sound very happy."
The other answers were... not really answers. The girl couldn't find anything to really say about it, but her silence was as good an indication that she was mulling it over all the same. Good and bad were difficult concepts, and there didn't seem to be a hard line to draw.
She brightened when her modest request to come visit was granted. Seren nodded sagely, knowing full well that she wasn't supposed to go anywhere on her own. "I will ask daddy! I do not mind being cold."
Why did she want to be a pirate? That took some thinking too."Pirates are strong and brave and can go anywhere they want! They are good at fighting and at finding treasure, and no one can tell them what to do."
Only when it came to her trick, did the girl hesitate. "It does not have a name yet," she said, troubled. "I do not know how to explain it. I can show you?" But she waited, looking expectantly at her newest friend. Waiting for permission
Would she be mad? The child thought of the few possessions she claimed as her own. Rocks and flowers, seashells and bird feathers. If someone took them? She shook her head. "If someone needs my treasures thy can have them," she answered with deep sincerity, the generous nature of her little soul on full display.
"Daddy says fighting is not for fun, and you can get hurt. Sunjata's Slagveld is for training to fight, to be prepared if it have to happen." She looked at the knife with wide eyes. It wasn't exactly like the ones Sunjata carried, but it looked very sharp. "I told daddy I wanted to train too, but he did not sound very happy."
The other answers were... not really answers. The girl couldn't find anything to really say about it, but her silence was as good an indication that she was mulling it over all the same. Good and bad were difficult concepts, and there didn't seem to be a hard line to draw.
She brightened when her modest request to come visit was granted. Seren nodded sagely, knowing full well that she wasn't supposed to go anywhere on her own. "I will ask daddy! I do not mind being cold."
Why did she want to be a pirate? That took some thinking too."Pirates are strong and brave and can go anywhere they want! They are good at fighting and at finding treasure, and no one can tell them what to do."
Only when it came to her trick, did the girl hesitate. "It does not have a name yet," she said, troubled. "I do not know how to explain it. I can show you?" But she waited, looking expectantly at her newest friend. Waiting for permission
I am a princess on the way to my throne
Destined to reign, destined to roam
Destined to reign, destined to roam
