i sailed seas of emotion to wander a forest of scars
i am a dance of light and darkness
Passionate drunk rambling is a new field for Amalia, but one she takes to with gusto. Given permission by Sunjata to continue, the baker straightens up, utterly oblivious to how ineloquent she is, how ridiculous she appears.
"The... The real danger now is complacency. And forgetting about the Voice and what she did. It's easy to be like, oh hey, cool, portals! But there was a, a war before because people didn't realize what she was doing until it was too late." Amalia shakes her head, stopping abruptly as the world spins.
Running a hand through a stray lock of hair, the Shield looks back up at the sky. "Maybe I should stop coming here," she muses softly, clearly unhappy with this idea.
"The... The real danger now is complacency. And forgetting about the Voice and what she did. It's easy to be like, oh hey, cool, portals! But there was a, a war before because people didn't realize what she was doing until it was too late." Amalia shakes her head, stopping abruptly as the world spins.
Running a hand through a stray lock of hair, the Shield looks back up at the sky. "Maybe I should stop coming here," she muses softly, clearly unhappy with this idea.
a galaxy of shadows and stars
Amalia
