Amalia
she wants the silence but fears the solitude
she wants to be alone and together with you
The glint of sunlight on glass catches her eye, her attention shifting from the crab to the sphere that Jigano rolls between his fingers. A memory surfaces in her mind, the conversation with Safrin and her disdain for Outlanders and the spheres in general. Still, she smiles at Jigano's joke, agreeing with a nod of acquiescence. "I suppose it does."
Her dark eyes distant, she lets the creature return to the sand, watching as it scurries off to the safety of a nearby hole. What has she been trying to be? "More like you, I guess," she admits ruefully, pushing a lock of hair back behind her ear. "Trying to take responsibility for the whole world." There is a wry smile on her face and a tiredness in her eyes. "Except I got so caught up in this idea that I had to be something, that I... I kind of lost track of who I am." She shrugs, knowing it doesn't make much sense, knowing she isn't good at words.
Turning up to face Jigano, Amalia winces apologetically. "Sorry. You wanted to practice your magic. How long have you been able to summon fire?" Now it is her turn to be envious, just a little, thinking on his new abilities - curse or not - and the strength they give him.
Her dark eyes distant, she lets the creature return to the sand, watching as it scurries off to the safety of a nearby hole. What has she been trying to be? "More like you, I guess," she admits ruefully, pushing a lock of hair back behind her ear. "Trying to take responsibility for the whole world." There is a wry smile on her face and a tiredness in her eyes. "Except I got so caught up in this idea that I had to be something, that I... I kind of lost track of who I am." She shrugs, knowing it doesn't make much sense, knowing she isn't good at words.
Turning up to face Jigano, Amalia winces apologetically. "Sorry. You wanted to practice your magic. How long have you been able to summon fire?" Now it is her turn to be envious, just a little, thinking on his new abilities - curse or not - and the strength they give him.
she ran to the lighthouse, hoped that it would help her see
she saw that the lighthouse had been washed out to sea
