Amalia
the shield of safrin
It hurts to have the whale not return, for Amalia but more keenly for Jyoti. In a deep voice like the shifting sea she calls out mournfully for her kin, the loss more acutely felt now that she has come so close to this bond. It makes the Shield ache for her companion, for the rift she has caused with her prejudice, her two simple words and her observation.
It make her blood boil in anger with the Voice, the author and conductor of all this discontent.
How easy it would have been to let him leave and have the ill-fated meeting end at that, if only he hadn't said his name, hadn't given her the last piece to put together in her image of disdain. Nathaniel, Ascended, who needs to apologize- "Ah," Amalia intones softly, her dark eyes suddenly steel. So this is the man who broke Sam's heart, who paired himself with both Loren and Sunjata.
Who now stands here with a starwhale enslaved, the touch of the Voice rippling down its pristine figure like electric chains.
"What will you be apologizing for?" the Shield asks softly, not yet moving to package his order, curious to see how he will respond.
It make her blood boil in anger with the Voice, the author and conductor of all this discontent.
How easy it would have been to let him leave and have the ill-fated meeting end at that, if only he hadn't said his name, hadn't given her the last piece to put together in her image of disdain. Nathaniel, Ascended, who needs to apologize- "Ah," Amalia intones softly, her dark eyes suddenly steel. So this is the man who broke Sam's heart, who paired himself with both Loren and Sunjata.
Who now stands here with a starwhale enslaved, the touch of the Voice rippling down its pristine figure like electric chains.
"What will you be apologizing for?" the Shield asks softly, not yet moving to package his order, curious to see how he will respond.
we drink the poison our mind pours for us
and wonder why we feel so sick
and wonder why we feel so sick
