Not just a fighter, not just a dreamer
Amazing creator, relentless believer
In who I am and what I got inside
Amazing creator, relentless believer
In who I am and what I got inside
At last, some actual response. Her hand was grasped, eyes locked tight and before she knew it, Seren found herself dragged headlong into Aurelia's world. It shocked her to find that it really was cold. Dark and hard, a shadow-land of shattered glass and sharp edges, where empty chalices lined the path. Drunk to the last bitter drop. Horrified, as much by the pain that must have caused all this as by the harsh truths of the Arbiter's reality, Seren found her anger quelled. Not faded, not stamped out; it was sqashed mercilessly beneath the other woman's bitter rage, like it was a living thing.
Just like that, Seren had her answer. And as Aurelia suspected, it did not make her feel better at all. But... it didn't cause her to flinch away either.
"I am sorry," she said in a tone that had suddenly softened. "About your father, and the pain you had to endure. I have never lost anyone I love; I cannot begin to imagine what it is like." Her fingers squeezed Aurelia's hand when she noticed the sagging shoulders; her magic began to ebb away, but slowly. Turning from a mountain of pressure to gentle support, before bleeding into nothingness.
"You are right, about companions being aware. They are. I do not deny that the unicorn was complicit, in what happened. Innocent... perhaps I was wrong to call it that." Frowning, Seren would let go of the other's hand if she could, while turning the events over in her mind. Re-examining them, as if this viewpoint had shed new light on the matter.
"I still don't think you were right to kill him, though. I understand better why you did, but... Even if he was aiding, even if he was present, it was not the unicorn who set the fire. The laws of your former home is not the laws of Torchline. Should not be, at least, in my opinion." Her shrug admitted her lacking power to decide over those things, frustrating as it was. This might be the region she was born in, but it was not her official home anymore. Even though her heart still tried to get used to that fact.
Stepping back again to give the woman some space - she looked like she needed it - Seren leaned down and picked up a few of the scattered items on the street, forgotten in the heat of the moment. With a weak attempt of a smile, she offered them to the woman. "I am sorry for coming at you like that. I should not have let my temper run away with me... it doesn't happen very often, and I was caught off guard."
Just like that, Seren had her answer. And as Aurelia suspected, it did not make her feel better at all. But... it didn't cause her to flinch away either.
"I am sorry," she said in a tone that had suddenly softened. "About your father, and the pain you had to endure. I have never lost anyone I love; I cannot begin to imagine what it is like." Her fingers squeezed Aurelia's hand when she noticed the sagging shoulders; her magic began to ebb away, but slowly. Turning from a mountain of pressure to gentle support, before bleeding into nothingness.
"You are right, about companions being aware. They are. I do not deny that the unicorn was complicit, in what happened. Innocent... perhaps I was wrong to call it that." Frowning, Seren would let go of the other's hand if she could, while turning the events over in her mind. Re-examining them, as if this viewpoint had shed new light on the matter.
"I still don't think you were right to kill him, though. I understand better why you did, but... Even if he was aiding, even if he was present, it was not the unicorn who set the fire. The laws of your former home is not the laws of Torchline. Should not be, at least, in my opinion." Her shrug admitted her lacking power to decide over those things, frustrating as it was. This might be the region she was born in, but it was not her official home anymore. Even though her heart still tried to get used to that fact.
Stepping back again to give the woman some space - she looked like she needed it - Seren leaned down and picked up a few of the scattered items on the street, forgotten in the heat of the moment. With a weak attempt of a smile, she offered them to the woman. "I am sorry for coming at you like that. I should not have let my temper run away with me... it doesn't happen very often, and I was caught off guard."
Seren
