Letha's smile couldn't help but get bigger and happier as the girl told her about her treasures. The wonder, the innocence, the imagination of the girl warmed Letha's heart. The last 48 hours had been rough for the woman, and she was glad to find some semblance of light and peace. Seren had brought this to her, and the universe had brought her Seren. She wanted to move closer to the girl, but Amun had said she was flammable, and even in the overcast light she was not willing to risk bursting into flame before this child.
"May I see one?" She asked, reaching a delicate hand out towards Seren. "They are very beautiful." Letha leaned against the doorway of the lighthouse, the stone cool despite the warmth of Torchline. "Well, I just like it here. I found the lighthouse last night when I was exploring. You see, I'm new here. I'm just trying to get an understanding of it all." She was obscure, and she was ready for the girl to ask more questions, but Letha did not freely give the information--the information that she had fallen through a portal, transformed, and now had to figure out how to live this...this...this life(?) she had been given.
L e t h a
Where will I find peace other than in oblivion?
