Amalia
the shield of safrin
She only half turns back to Finn, her feet digging through the soft sand. It's been a whirlwind of an evening already, and Amalia can feel a headache beginning to grow beneath her temples. "The other demigods... Remi and Ronin are in the Greatwood, I think, but I should be able to contact them." Rubbing the back of her neck thoughtfully, Amalia exhales. "Delphia I haven't seen in a year... Seren is a child. Phoebe and I fought last time I saw her." About the Order, in fact, but that doesn't seem pertinent now. "Frey's children died at LongNight. I don't know of any others, but I can think of some people who might help."
Feeling too anxious to stand still, the girl decides instead to sit in the sand, glancing at the ground beside her in invitation to Finn but not pushing for him to join. "Can you still use your compass?" Amalia asks, "Otherwise you can take the portal, it lets out right in the Spire." Idly she begins to dig into the sand with her feet, burying her toes. "Though I doubt Wessex would be thrilled, if she found out why we were there."
Feeling too anxious to stand still, the girl decides instead to sit in the sand, glancing at the ground beside her in invitation to Finn but not pushing for him to join. "Can you still use your compass?" Amalia asks, "Otherwise you can take the portal, it lets out right in the Spire." Idly she begins to dig into the sand with her feet, burying her toes. "Though I doubt Wessex would be thrilled, if she found out why we were there."
you drew memories in my mind
i could never erase
you painted colors in my heart
i could never replace
