Phoebe
the nightingale
The nightingale appear'd the first
And as her melody she sang
And as her melody she sang
Phoebe sees them both before her, and though she can't recall seeing both aspects before, they are each familiar in their own way. The Nightingale stepped forward, wobbling slightly as her muscles tried to remember how move and balance simultaneously. She took Frey's hand, looking down at her own feet briefly in confusion. Why was she so unsteady? Where was she? And how had she gotten there?
The deity's voice had her eyes glancing up at them once more. A...shower? Where was she going to find one of those in - she didn't get to complete the question as the sky opened up and rain began to pour down over her. It was a shock at first, making her freeze in place. Slowly she relaxed, shoulders falling as she once more looked between the two aspects of her beloved friend. "What...what happened to me?" she asked. Her memories remained fuzzy. She had been at the Halenani, doing her work...and now she was here.
The deity's voice had her eyes glancing up at them once more. A...shower? Where was she going to find one of those in - she didn't get to complete the question as the sky opened up and rain began to pour down over her. It was a shock at first, making her freeze in place. Slowly she relaxed, shoulders falling as she once more looked between the two aspects of her beloved friend. "What...what happened to me?" she asked. Her memories remained fuzzy. She had been at the Halenani, doing her work...and now she was here.
The apple into blossom burst
To life the grass and violets sprang
To life the grass and violets sprang
