Amalia
only lonely hid the morning from the stars
✩
She catches the change in the goddess' tone, from warm and welcome to cold as ice. Amalia turns to face the being, concern and remorse in her eyes. Has she struck a nerve? Have they done wrong? Of course they have- and the girl sighs, fingers working anxiously against the whale in her lap. "I'm sorry." For the anger, for their mistakes, for pressing at what may be a wound with no mortal comprehension of the greater powers at work.
Jyoti rises from her lap, swimming up to Safrin's side. Singing softly, the whale tries to nuzzle the goddess, offering comfort to one who reminds her so keenly of her home. Alone on the ground, Amalia tucks her knees against her chest, wrapping her arms around them and grabbing at her toes. "Are you... are you alright?" Tentative, thoughtful, afraid to overstep but still deeply affectionate, respectful and kind. Safrin has treated her with nothing but kindness,which Amalia is desperate to repay.
Jyoti rises from her lap, swimming up to Safrin's side. Singing softly, the whale tries to nuzzle the goddess, offering comfort to one who reminds her so keenly of her home. Alone on the ground, Amalia tucks her knees against her chest, wrapping her arms around them and grabbing at her toes. "Are you... are you alright?" Tentative, thoughtful, afraid to overstep but still deeply affectionate, respectful and kind. Safrin has treated her with nothing but kindness,which Amalia is desperate to repay.
