AISHA
and now we're breeding a feeling of animosity
It hadn't even occurred to her that he couldn't taste the gourd like she could. She forgot now and then that the Voice didn't simply bless her children with all the beauties of the world, her gift came with a price. And a cruel on at that, to become an unperson, to lose the physicality of living. What choice was Anden given in his fate? What choice had any of the outlanders been given. She would never forgive the Voice for that, for the dictation she had forced upon so many.
She gave a more humbled hum of consideration to his comment on the taste, and a nod, "It is."
Anden sprung into the tale of his world, where he'd been so recently. A forest, beautiful and winding and effervescent, and a kingdom, brutal and cruel. "Were you a part of the kingdom? Or was your forest beyond their reach?" she asked, posing her interest in the story he had to tell.
Soon after he'd finished, he asked about hers. She'd only ever told one person of the true nature of her status, most people knew her as a rising general on her home world turned swordsman here. Oliver kept her secret well, she would certainly not be the one to break silence. "My home was beautiful. Rolling fields scorched by sunlight, bright jungles, rivers and oases, and a city on the edge of the biggest and most crystalline waterfall you've ever seen."
"Nothing as gray and broken as the grounds."
She gave a more humbled hum of consideration to his comment on the taste, and a nod, "It is."
Anden sprung into the tale of his world, where he'd been so recently. A forest, beautiful and winding and effervescent, and a kingdom, brutal and cruel. "Were you a part of the kingdom? Or was your forest beyond their reach?" she asked, posing her interest in the story he had to tell.
Soon after he'd finished, he asked about hers. She'd only ever told one person of the true nature of her status, most people knew her as a rising general on her home world turned swordsman here. Oliver kept her secret well, she would certainly not be the one to break silence. "My home was beautiful. Rolling fields scorched by sunlight, bright jungles, rivers and oases, and a city on the edge of the biggest and most crystalline waterfall you've ever seen."
"Nothing as gray and broken as the grounds."
fear has the sharpest teeth, it eats and eats and eats
