REXANNA
the penumbra
As Phoebe brings up Roana, Rexanna nods with a light smile – remembering the woman she had originally planned to seek out, but her plans hadn’t quite gone accordingly. And she gives her friend a gentle smile in response to it. “It’s a start, at least.” She suggests with a light sigh, despite the uselessness of breathing. Her head tilts as her questions land and Phoebe begins to respond to them.
It makes sense, the blight being so small and infectious that it likely would be hard to do. And she frowns with it slightly but nods as well. “Well, Phoebe, I think that you’re smart enough to figure it out.” She consoles with another encouraging smile. “Maybe some rest and a clear head to start again might help? Never know when inspiration will strike.” She replies easily, recalling the nights Bastien would stay up and scribble notes about new ideas for painting that he couldn’t rest until he made sure they were written down.
It makes sense, the blight being so small and infectious that it likely would be hard to do. And she frowns with it slightly but nods as well. “Well, Phoebe, I think that you’re smart enough to figure it out.” She consoles with another encouraging smile. “Maybe some rest and a clear head to start again might help? Never know when inspiration will strike.” She replies easily, recalling the nights Bastien would stay up and scribble notes about new ideas for painting that he couldn’t rest until he made sure they were written down.
because you, like rome
were built on ashes
and you, like a phoenix, know how to
rise and resurrect
