[DROP] dance of the naiad

AMALIA

It is a beautiful thing, the celebration of days come and gone. The Naiad is resplendent on her litter, and as she steps upon the water Amalia catches her breath, awed by the rising rhythm of dance, the melody of the Stonesong its only beat. As she did with the starwhale passage, so too does the girl now know that she is in the presence of something magical, an experience and rite sacred and unique.

She only wishes she knew its meaning- but perhaps there is one who can reply. Shifting into human skin as Jigano moves to join the merriment, Amalia slips back to where Ianto stands. "What does it mean?" the baker whispers, watching with rapt and hungry eyes as the Fae begin to celebrate, rushing into the water and joining the dance. Even Jyoti does not hesitate: the calf trills merrily, diving down beneath the water, only to emerge a moment later, a cloud of starlit river in her wake. "Are we meant to join them?" The question is clearly less a should we than a can we, her eager desire to join the dance written clearly upon her face. Indeed, even before he gives assent she steps toward the water, leopard toes dipping within, a broad grin flashed toward the fox as she joins, feline, in the fray.

You are flesh and blood
And you deserve to be loved
and you deserve what you are given
And oh, how much