Amalia
she wants the silence but fears the solitude
she wants to be alone and together with you
She is grateful when he accepts her deflection, more than willing to change the topic away from her own complicated emotions. Sinking down into a chair that sits against the wall, the baker pulls her feet up under her, looking for all the world like the child she refuses to accept she is.
That Rory decided to stay at the farmhouse surprises Amalia immensely. She has always known her friend to be braver - and smarter - than that. Furrowing her brows, the baker shakes her head. "And you left him there? Alone?" Had Amalia known, she would have dragged the hunter here herself, or insisted on remaining with him. Especially after what happened last year, to the Palmers and Valairs.
Amalia's jaw clenches and unclenches unhappily. "Couldn't you have loaned someone else the lantern?" As far as Amalia knows, it is the light which is needed to guide Ru'in's soul to Ludo and Mort. If so, she could have taken the task, or Deimos, or countless others.
That Rory decided to stay at the farmhouse surprises Amalia immensely. She has always known her friend to be braver - and smarter - than that. Furrowing her brows, the baker shakes her head. "And you left him there? Alone?" Had Amalia known, she would have dragged the hunter here herself, or insisted on remaining with him. Especially after what happened last year, to the Palmers and Valairs.
Amalia's jaw clenches and unclenches unhappily. "Couldn't you have loaned someone else the lantern?" As far as Amalia knows, it is the light which is needed to guide Ru'in's soul to Ludo and Mort. If so, she could have taken the task, or Deimos, or countless others.
she ran to the lighthouse, hoped that it would help her see
she saw that the lighthouse had been washed out to sea
