“Ah, for Fiat Lux?” He questioned, and she nodded – not realizing the name of the festival, but understanding that it had to be that otherwise he wouldn’t have said it. It made sense though, and as she looked around to see the other decorations, she saw that they also bore the same name on a few of the banners. Her eyes drifted back to him when he spoke of making music, and she remembered the beautiful work he had done at the Masquerade, and she offered him a bright grin. “Yes! I’ve been cured of my curse from Frey. I think in return, I was granted this.” She offered with a chime of a laugh, gesturing to her face and the radiance that seemed to glow from her skin.
He bowed, then, and spoke of the events of the Spire Battle, and her smile faltered into a smaller one. She didn’t blame Rory, not entirely. She blamed him for starting it, but she could understand his point of view. But she nodded, rolling her shoulders in a slight shrug. But she was doing well, despite all of it. She still had friends within the Natural’s that didn’t harbor the same feelings that Rory had inspired and incited. But then Jigano offered to help her, and she nodded eagerly – returning to her seat as he took his own place beside her fabrics and began to sort them.
The conversation shifted to the same kind of worries that she had, and as she grabbed her needle and thread again and began to place the pattern on it, she nodded in agreement. “I’m worried too.” She offered quietly, glancing to him now and then as she paused in her needlework. “I think that we do need to wait a bit – what’s the harm in rushing it? It’s been around for years.” She pondered briefly, but looked back to him as he offered her a smile and a piece of orange that would go with the yellow. Her face erupted into a beaming smile and she gladly took it, finding a way to make it appear as though it were the center of a flower among the needlework.
But he questioned her, and she had to think about where to start. “Well. I was cured of my… Affliction I suppose it might have been.” She paused with a gentle and easy going laugh. “And then, I bought some seeds. I’ve never planted anything before and I wanted to try it after… Longnight and everything. And you wouldn’t believe it, but a gorgeous white raven came and helped? It was like he understood what I was trying to do. And the flowers, they're so beautiful!” She looked back to Jigano in between her sewing, completely skipping over the similarities in the pale hair of her friend. Her grin was contagious, though, and it was truly an amazing thing to her. “But that’s not all, not long after I had to save a white fox from some of those terrible worms that sit around the puddles near the Fields.” She said with a quiet laugh. “I hope it’s a good omen. I felt quite special, even if one of the worms hit my ankle pretty hard.” She flashed him a wink before she held up part of the flag that had been finished to see what he thought.
He bowed, then, and spoke of the events of the Spire Battle, and her smile faltered into a smaller one. She didn’t blame Rory, not entirely. She blamed him for starting it, but she could understand his point of view. But she nodded, rolling her shoulders in a slight shrug. But she was doing well, despite all of it. She still had friends within the Natural’s that didn’t harbor the same feelings that Rory had inspired and incited. But then Jigano offered to help her, and she nodded eagerly – returning to her seat as he took his own place beside her fabrics and began to sort them.
The conversation shifted to the same kind of worries that she had, and as she grabbed her needle and thread again and began to place the pattern on it, she nodded in agreement. “I’m worried too.” She offered quietly, glancing to him now and then as she paused in her needlework. “I think that we do need to wait a bit – what’s the harm in rushing it? It’s been around for years.” She pondered briefly, but looked back to him as he offered her a smile and a piece of orange that would go with the yellow. Her face erupted into a beaming smile and she gladly took it, finding a way to make it appear as though it were the center of a flower among the needlework.
But he questioned her, and she had to think about where to start. “Well. I was cured of my… Affliction I suppose it might have been.” She paused with a gentle and easy going laugh. “And then, I bought some seeds. I’ve never planted anything before and I wanted to try it after… Longnight and everything. And you wouldn’t believe it, but a gorgeous white raven came and helped? It was like he understood what I was trying to do. And the flowers, they're so beautiful!” She looked back to Jigano in between her sewing, completely skipping over the similarities in the pale hair of her friend. Her grin was contagious, though, and it was truly an amazing thing to her. “But that’s not all, not long after I had to save a white fox from some of those terrible worms that sit around the puddles near the Fields.” She said with a quiet laugh. “I hope it’s a good omen. I felt quite special, even if one of the worms hit my ankle pretty hard.” She flashed him a wink before she held up part of the flag that had been finished to see what he thought.
