Amalia
she was afraid of heights
There can be only one. Something grips Amalia then, the memory of the other one's words. Each planet can only support one. Have they truly rescued this creature, only to condemn it to die?
Can fate have been so cruel?
But... But Safrin had said she would come, that there would be hope, that rescue is possible if they can find the heartbeat, can feed it. Safrin is coming, she whispers to the earth, her mental voice eager, giving and giving every piece of her she has. Won't you come and greet her? And see the stars? And she feeds him down another perfect memory: the pod of Starwhales on a night sky, Jyoti's descent, the feeling of a shared soul, the conversation with the goddess about their quest of rescue.
Can fate have been so cruel?
But... But Safrin had said she would come, that there would be hope, that rescue is possible if they can find the heartbeat, can feed it. Safrin is coming, she whispers to the earth, her mental voice eager, giving and giving every piece of her she has. Won't you come and greet her? And see the stars? And she feeds him down another perfect memory: the pod of Starwhales on a night sky, Jyoti's descent, the feeling of a shared soul, the conversation with the goddess about their quest of rescue.
but she was much more afraid
of never flying
