Amalia
she was afraid of heights
Tell whoever is inside to take cover.
Amalia does not need a second warning: she is on her feet in a second, bounding down the stairs three at a time. "Jyoti!" she calls into the cavern. "Jigano! We need to get out! Safrin-"
And she lands at the bottom, flush-cheeked and breathless, her black eyes glittering with wonder, a smile on her coral lips. Kneeling before the Tulmhainar, the girl extends a hand to caress it, heedless of the gas. "We're going to show you the sky," she whispers, an oath upon her alto voice.
The she spins around and follows Jigano back to the sun, a stream of starlight and whale song left within her wake.
Amalia does not need a second warning: she is on her feet in a second, bounding down the stairs three at a time. "Jyoti!" she calls into the cavern. "Jigano! We need to get out! Safrin-"
And she lands at the bottom, flush-cheeked and breathless, her black eyes glittering with wonder, a smile on her coral lips. Kneeling before the Tulmhainar, the girl extends a hand to caress it, heedless of the gas. "We're going to show you the sky," she whispers, an oath upon her alto voice.
The she spins around and follows Jigano back to the sun, a stream of starlight and whale song left within her wake.
but she was much more afraid
of never flying
