Kamaria
I would rather stay here
Where the moon, it glows
Where the moon, it glows
Sunjata may not be bringing a gift, but Kamaria's hands are anything but empty. Within her meager grasp, an abalone shell. This one, she decided, is special. The mother-of-pearl within it is shaped like a crescent moon, something that had ultimately reminded her of her mother. Within the shell are colorful stones, picked up in her venture with Sunjata to the Rainbow Road. They're all shades of blue, red, and purple. Mixed in with that are pieces of sea glass collected from the Hale Ka'aila, ones with more transparent colors. It's a way to show her mother all the places she's been thus far, to share a part of her journey. So she holds onto it all very tightly.
At the prospect of seeing her mother, she only feels a pure kind of joy that is unimpacted by the weight of the world around her. As they walk up the stairs, she sneaks gleeful peeks over her dad's shoulder at Nate - and anyone else that might be following them.
She nears the shrine when she's granted permission, looking up at the candles as they burn endlessly. Her voice is a whisper, so as not to disrupt Sunjata's, but a smile lights up her face. "Hi, mom! I brought this for you," she sets the shell upon the shrine, the objects within clinking together. "Daddy and Nate have been taking real good care of me," she adds softly, resting her lips against her hands as she holds onto the edge of the shrine. She wants to say more yet she remains quiet and hopeful.
Kamaria is here! She brought a lil gift for her mom <3
At the prospect of seeing her mother, she only feels a pure kind of joy that is unimpacted by the weight of the world around her. As they walk up the stairs, she sneaks gleeful peeks over her dad's shoulder at Nate - and anyone else that might be following them.
She nears the shrine when she's granted permission, looking up at the candles as they burn endlessly. Her voice is a whisper, so as not to disrupt Sunjata's, but a smile lights up her face. "Hi, mom! I brought this for you," she sets the shell upon the shrine, the objects within clinking together. "Daddy and Nate have been taking real good care of me," she adds softly, resting her lips against her hands as she holds onto the edge of the shrine. She wants to say more yet she remains quiet and hopeful.
Kamaria is here! She brought a lil gift for her mom <3
Soaring doves and falling crows
Laughter is the only sound here
Laughter is the only sound here
