I belong to you the way the moon belongs to the stars
"And yet when the Spire was opened it was with more death." Amalia doesn't mean to sound as sharp as she does; indeed, her tone is usually milder, but today the girl is sharp and brittle, worn down by too many difficult days.
But she softens a little as Rexanna says no, something in the girl's hard face unwinding, shifting to a quieter, relieved expression. "It's not," she agrees, exhaling a soft sigh, a little of her own brittle pain easing through her voice. Suddenly she is a child, not a Shield; suddenly she is fragile, guileless, naive. "I want the world, too, Rex. I want to see it all. I lived my life in this place, watching it die. I want to see what it's like to be in a world that's alive."
Stepping forward suddenly, Amalia presses her hand to Rexanna, the easing the stone between her palms. She does not release yet, though; instead she grabs the woman's hands between her own, searching in the sightless face for some sign of understanding, for truth, for evidence that she can trust the Penumbra. "We cannot let her open more portals, Rexanna. Not while there's still a danger to the world. As much as we might want it, we... we can't."
Releasing her hands at last, Amalia pulls away. "Help me do the right thing. Help me protect life."
But she softens a little as Rexanna says no, something in the girl's hard face unwinding, shifting to a quieter, relieved expression. "It's not," she agrees, exhaling a soft sigh, a little of her own brittle pain easing through her voice. Suddenly she is a child, not a Shield; suddenly she is fragile, guileless, naive. "I want the world, too, Rex. I want to see it all. I lived my life in this place, watching it die. I want to see what it's like to be in a world that's alive."
Stepping forward suddenly, Amalia presses her hand to Rexanna, the easing the stone between her palms. She does not release yet, though; instead she grabs the woman's hands between her own, searching in the sightless face for some sign of understanding, for truth, for evidence that she can trust the Penumbra. "We cannot let her open more portals, Rexanna. Not while there's still a danger to the world. As much as we might want it, we... we can't."
Releasing her hands at last, Amalia pulls away. "Help me do the right thing. Help me protect life."
the stars in your eyes will bring me back
and once again, i will kiss the sky
and once again, i will kiss the sky
Amalia
