Isla
Brows furrowing, Isla lets the words spill from Sunjata's lips without interruption, and only as he draws quiet does she shift in the sand to lean up on one elbow and gaze down at him. "But you did burn her out of you," she reminds him softly. "She can't make you do anything any more. The only power she has over you is the headspace you give her." Goddess or otherwise, Jata is in a unique position, she feels, in that he's already tethered to another deity.
With a small smile, Isla tilts her head at the Flood. "Unless you feel as though you should have stayed as you were?" Pledged to Safrin, she means. With how everything had ultimately worked out, it's obviously difficult not to imagine other scenarios, ways things might have gone if only different choices had been made.
With a small smile, Isla tilts her head at the Flood. "Unless you feel as though you should have stayed as you were?" Pledged to Safrin, she means. With how everything had ultimately worked out, it's obviously difficult not to imagine other scenarios, ways things might have gone if only different choices had been made.
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
