AMALIA
you're staring at the sky
watching stars collide
"Spoken to him? Yes." Amalia has spoken to Vi every day of her life, his name never far from her lips, her prayers, a hymn across her heart. And though she suspects this might not be what Adam meant, she does not clarify further, content with her own experience of the world, the answer in the music of life itself.watching stars collide
She laughs lightly at his barrage of questions, recognizing many as having once been on her own lips. "It's more like... Vi's charge is life, and Rae's is change and nature, I guess? Rae made the Attuned, and watches to see how we grow and adapt." Thus is her rudimentary understanding, based off knowledge from Safrin's texts and ancient tales.
His question about unnatural things causes a cloud to darken her face. Looking off into the distance, Amalia take on an unhappy affect. "Yes... the Voice. She was once an Abandoned, who rose up and challenged the Old Gods. She wanted to change the natural world into one of machines, and wires. So the Old Ones were forced to make the barrier, and trap her inside it, in the Spire."
