Aurelia
maybe that's enlightenment enough: to know that there is no final resting place of the mind; no moment of smug clarity
perhaps wisdom is realizing how small I am, and unwise
perhaps wisdom is realizing how small I am, and unwise
Aurelia nodded, feeling that flame of anger sizzle and lash inside of her. "Me neither," she agreed quietly, a bitter spit in her words. Even if Melita wasn't quite looking, Aurelia looked at her with a new understanding. They could agree, then. It was relieving to know there was someone else who suffered her same flavor of pain, if it could be described as such. That their animosity for the Voice was wholly shared.
Still, admiration cut through Aurelia's fuming, flaring thoughts. Melita's answer was simple enough, yet it was just the thing Aurelia needed to hear from someone far more experienced with this world. She followed the girl's honey gaze out, across the sea, to the far-off line of the horizon. And whatever lay, lost, beyond it. The rest of her burning, twisting anger was settled by the scene before them. As the sun tipped down on the water, its lasting rays danced across their features.
"I'd do what I think is right, too," she said finally, sauntering over to Melita's side and continuing to look out across the ocean, "even if it defies a god - or all of them."
Her gloved hand gently settled on Melita's shoulder, "Come on, I know you said I don't owe you anything but, we could both use a drink and some good food. It's on me tonight." She glanced over to search the other girl's gaze, expression softening into a smile.
~fin.
Still, admiration cut through Aurelia's fuming, flaring thoughts. Melita's answer was simple enough, yet it was just the thing Aurelia needed to hear from someone far more experienced with this world. She followed the girl's honey gaze out, across the sea, to the far-off line of the horizon. And whatever lay, lost, beyond it. The rest of her burning, twisting anger was settled by the scene before them. As the sun tipped down on the water, its lasting rays danced across their features.
"I'd do what I think is right, too," she said finally, sauntering over to Melita's side and continuing to look out across the ocean, "even if it defies a god - or all of them."
Her gloved hand gently settled on Melita's shoulder, "Come on, I know you said I don't owe you anything but, we could both use a drink and some good food. It's on me tonight." She glanced over to search the other girl's gaze, expression softening into a smile.
~fin.
and how far I have yet to go
