and look for the stars as the sun goes down
each breath that you take has a thunderous sound
each breath that you take has a thunderous sound
"A waterfall. Did the water help you feel better?" Does it tie into the Hot Springs, or relate to the waterfall Amalia once found in another cave, leading to a room without answers? She tucks this information away, making a mental note to ask the others from the expedition if they'd seen such a waterfall. It's vague and largely unhelpful, but it's all she has to work with for now.
And then there is the metal. It takes a great deal of restraint for Amalia to not sigh: "It's inside all of us who are sick, I assume," she replies slowly, trying not to let her frustration sink into her words. Through if what he says is true, and the Voice wants the metal... that makes Amalia freeze in alarm, her eyes growing wide and her tone growing sharp. "That's not good. Loren, where is it? We can't let the Voice get her hands on it. We have to take it back to, to Tanau or the Climb or whatever Frey means."
She's still tense when the voice cries out behind them, and perhaps that's why she reacts how she does. Spinning around, Amalia immediately extends her wings and raises her hand, cautioning the woman to stand back as thorns sprout in her braid. "What- you aren't well. Are you Ascended?"
And then there is the metal. It takes a great deal of restraint for Amalia to not sigh: "It's inside all of us who are sick, I assume," she replies slowly, trying not to let her frustration sink into her words. Through if what he says is true, and the Voice wants the metal... that makes Amalia freeze in alarm, her eyes growing wide and her tone growing sharp. "That's not good. Loren, where is it? We can't let the Voice get her hands on it. We have to take it back to, to Tanau or the Climb or whatever Frey means."
She's still tense when the voice cries out behind them, and perhaps that's why she reacts how she does. Spinning around, Amalia immediately extends her wings and raises her hand, cautioning the woman to stand back as thorns sprout in her braid. "What- you aren't well. Are you Ascended?"
Amalia
