AmaLiA
Safrin's shield
"It isn't her."
She'd slipped out in the midst of the excitement and grieving, utterly lost for how to react to the sudden and staggering death toll so early and easily wrought. Deimos' mourning had been agony to watch, and as other succumbed around them Amalia found herself strangely cast out. She had told Nephele mere days before that the Ascended, Rexanna included, deserved to die.
Now that she is gone, the Shield does not know how to feel.
So she fled the chaos and sadness, making her way back through the cursed door and into the dark snow. And there she found him among the luxere, half- shifted and taunted by a phantom at once recognizable and chilling.
Jyoti and the dreamfish in her wake, Amalia makes her way toward Ronin and the specter. Her mouth dries as she does her best not to look at not-Aoife, instead extending a hand to her friend, intending to grab his arm or shoulder. "It only wants to hurt you. She would never do that." It isn't her.
She'd slipped out in the midst of the excitement and grieving, utterly lost for how to react to the sudden and staggering death toll so early and easily wrought. Deimos' mourning had been agony to watch, and as other succumbed around them Amalia found herself strangely cast out. She had told Nephele mere days before that the Ascended, Rexanna included, deserved to die.
Now that she is gone, the Shield does not know how to feel.
So she fled the chaos and sadness, making her way back through the cursed door and into the dark snow. And there she found him among the luxere, half- shifted and taunted by a phantom at once recognizable and chilling.
Jyoti and the dreamfish in her wake, Amalia makes her way toward Ronin and the specter. Her mouth dries as she does her best not to look at not-Aoife, instead extending a hand to her friend, intending to grab his arm or shoulder. "It only wants to hurt you. She would never do that." It isn't her.
& once again I shall kiss the sky
