she didn't want to love
she wanted to b e l o v e d
and that was entirely different
The lantern is always a solemn act, the reminder of mortality somewhat of a damper on an otherwise joyous ceremony. Amalia's grandmother would explain it in eloquence the girl could not hope to meet: Life and death are a cycle, beti. You cannot love one without the other, and to deny death is to deny life. Amalia hopes the men understand this, and why she included Ludo in the ceremony. Hardships and triumphs, trials and strength: they all matter, they are all important. They have all led to this moment, and they will carry them forward, though joy and strife.she wanted to b e l o v e d
and that was entirely different
As they resettle the girl opens her mouth, ready to carry on to the final ceremony, the last of their four vows. The arrival which interrupts her is a welcome one indeed: Amalia gazes with reverence and adoration as the starlit goddess manifests, her beautiful figure still weakened and faded but her majesty ever intent. She bows her head as the being sits, swallowing the lump in her throat, trying to quell the fluttering anxiety of having a goddess - her goddess - watch.
"Finally, Ronin and Remi would like to thank Caido, who first birthed the world. So, too, are Remi and Ronin building something new, a marriage, a family, a home. Let their love be just as infinite, eternal, persisting on through life and death. And to symbolize this let them exchange rings and words."
She smiles, indicating that they should exchange their rings and make their final vows. Stepping aside so Safrin can bear witness, Amalia regards the goddess, the men, the people who have gathered here for them. Will her own wedding one day be so blessed? She glances at Deimos then quickly away, a vibrant flush darkening her cheeks.
She has never thought about it before.
Amalia
we are all b r o k e n
that's how the l i g h t gets in
that's how the l i g h t gets in
