wisdom begins in wonder
You are still laughing when Oia returns up to the surface, your grin wide and infectious as you skillfully tread water beside your now saturated twin. This is fun, and it feels so right, and for right now you've entirely forgotten your assignment and your purpose and your Divine Blood. Right now you are a young kid having a great time and being a goof.
And, miracle of miracles, she is too.
"Me too!" you declare, your cheeks red and your curls plastered to the sides of your face, just as at home in the water as you've ever felt on land. "I feel like we're 'sposed to be in the water. Like it's the right place for us, y'know?" Paddling closer to your sister, you tilt your head up toward her, chin bobbing dangerously close to the surface of the pool. "Are you happy, Oia?" you question softly, genuinely curious as to her experience of that particular emotion.
And, miracle of miracles, she is too.
"Me too!" you declare, your cheeks red and your curls plastered to the sides of your face, just as at home in the water as you've ever felt on land. "I feel like we're 'sposed to be in the water. Like it's the right place for us, y'know?" Paddling closer to your sister, you tilt your head up toward her, chin bobbing dangerously close to the surface of the pool. "Are you happy, Oia?" you question softly, genuinely curious as to her experience of that particular emotion.
