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 is steeped into silence as this strangely beautiful feeling darkens her mind. It's not the bad kind of dark, though, as it usually is. It's gentle, like a dark and still night. Peaceful. She sighs into it, feeling herself relax far more than she thought capable in this moment. Her tongue slips away from the roof of her mouth as her jaw slacks and she closes her eyes to welcome Safrin's presence.
When she hears Safrin's voice, her eyes flutter open and she looks up at the goddess with glazed eyes. The ring instantly comes to mind, but then... that's almost too predictable. Too little of a change. No, Aurelia would rather make more of a statement, she thinks. "Rings are small. I would hardly notice it. So.. the bangle," she answers, "I think I'd like that one more. I'd always know that it's there." Something that she'd be able to feel dangle against her skin, whereas a ring would fade into her subconscious.
When she hears Safrin's voice, her eyes flutter open and she looks up at the goddess with glazed eyes. The ring instantly comes to mind, but then... that's almost too predictable. Too little of a change. No, Aurelia would rather make more of a statement, she thinks. "Rings are small. I would hardly notice it. So.. the bangle," she answers, "I think I'd like that one more. I'd always know that it's there." Something that she'd be able to feel dangle against her skin, whereas a ring would fade into her subconscious.
and how far I have yet to go
