Amalia
For my part, I know nothing with any certainty
A little bit tired, a little worse for wear, Amalia arrives into the small gathering on wings of starlight and cream, Jyoti close beside. It is the starwhale who first heard the song, the little creature somehow in tune with the magic that dances through their world, the beauty and mystery of the woods. She leads them joyfully, crooning her own low reply, her largo sonata dancing on the breeze in dulcet, surreal tones.The starwhale cannot resist its call, and so the girl cannot either, gliding behind her smaller soulmate, a silent shadow in the night. She is exhausted from the earlier journey, but Jyoti's enthusiasm invigorates the owl, lends to her a second wind. Encouraging Kiada and Jigano to follow she leads her flock into the woods, the trail of stardust making a pathway easy to follow through the sky.
At last they find the source, or where the source might be: the crimson cataract looms ahead, and over the thundering falls, the song. Already some have gathered, and Amalia chirps a fond greeting to Remi and Ronin before lighting on Deimos' shoulder, running her beak affectionately through his hair, nibbling lightly on his ear. Jyoti for her part emits a cheerful note to Zuriel before swimming out above the pool, harmonizing with the invisible singer, frolicking in the water and leaving starlight behind.
but the sight of the stars makes me dream
