she is like the sun to night
She didn’t know the names, the faces – just the news. It startled and bound, sent her far more rigid than before, and she’d had every right to feel nervous. Her head hung, not quite belonging to the planning, to the Order at all, absorbing the nuances around her. Stunned into silence, she only glanced side-long at her sister, before mustering a breath, a sharpened inhale. How had the Voice garnered such power, to infiltrate Mort’s realm? To take back some of her souls, and those that belonged with their own? The youth took no heed
She lifted her cranium at Finn’s suggestion, shrugging her shoulders, attempting to muster some strength, gaze segmented to the Eye with a stern jawline, not betraying nerves. “I’m Attuned. I can go if we need more information.” Spur of the moment, impulse, yearning to help, not thinking of costs, abilities, or if the world beyond would take notice, heed of her.
Otherwise, she had naught. A caretaker of animals; not an orchestrator of war.
She lifted her cranium at Finn’s suggestion, shrugging her shoulders, attempting to muster some strength, gaze segmented to the Eye with a stern jawline, not betraying nerves. “I’m Attuned. I can go if we need more information.” Spur of the moment, impulse, yearning to help, not thinking of costs, abilities, or if the world beyond would take notice, heed of her.
Otherwise, she had naught. A caretaker of animals; not an orchestrator of war.
a momentary gold
Lena
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