Amalia
she wants the silence but fears the solitude
she wants to be alone and together with you
Listening sagely as Jigano lists his reasons for staying, she nonetheless cannot help the wrinkle of her nose when he brings up being an adviser now. What on earth convinced her to agree to that particular plan, let alone fight for more authority? Being stuck in bed and feeling helpless left her itching for some sense of control... but Mort's heart, if she hadn't chosen the worst possible way to gain it.
"Do you think it's wise to use the portals?" Amalia quirks her lip thoughtfully, glancing at Jigano for some amount of insight. "Safrin... she said they strengthen people's belief in the Voice, and it's true. As much as I love being able to travel, I feel guilty every time." She bites her lip, a child looking for confirmation of her actions.
There is a lot to do in the grounds, and Amalia nods her head. "I did meet Tarasha. She was... much more agreeable than Delah." Wryly, the girl shakes her head. "I don't think those are bridges we'll be rebuilding any time soon."
"Do you think it's wise to use the portals?" Amalia quirks her lip thoughtfully, glancing at Jigano for some amount of insight. "Safrin... she said they strengthen people's belief in the Voice, and it's true. As much as I love being able to travel, I feel guilty every time." She bites her lip, a child looking for confirmation of her actions.
There is a lot to do in the grounds, and Amalia nods her head. "I did meet Tarasha. She was... much more agreeable than Delah." Wryly, the girl shakes her head. "I don't think those are bridges we'll be rebuilding any time soon."
she ran to the lighthouse, hoped that it would help her see
she saw that the lighthouse had been washed out to sea
