my held breath fills the room with blood
hurting in ways I can't describe
“I told him as soon as we parted ways,” she assures. Remi had quite literally flown the Cordellia for her, which still astounds her. His devotion to the child is unprecedented. And in some ways does not bode well for the future.
“I’ve crafted with glass before, but never wood.” Turning a considering eye to the lichtenburg marks she makes a contemplative noise. “I think it’s a good idea though. My control is certainly good enough at least.” A simple statement instead of anything prideful.
She sits by the fire as Seren departs without a word, returning with clothing that Hotaru sorts through. It’s true that most don’t fit her belly, but a little worn and some careful choosing and she is bundled up adequately. “Thank you Seren. Come, sit.” Patting the sand beside her even as she readjusts on her own to give her belly more room.
“I wanted to ask you something. I know Sunjata at least is dear to you, but I’m unsure about your relationship with Nate. And I’m worried…about the war, The Voice.” Sighing she shakes her head, golden hair listing about. “You are Safrin’s daughter. I pray she won’t have you involved in the war, but…do you think it’s right, to secure lands against The Voice, even if it means also securing them against Ascended? Like Stormbreak?” It’s a heavy question, but the girl is a Demigoddess, and Hotaru is a woman of faith. Surely Seren has some notion of her purpose in this war.
“I’ve crafted with glass before, but never wood.” Turning a considering eye to the lichtenburg marks she makes a contemplative noise. “I think it’s a good idea though. My control is certainly good enough at least.” A simple statement instead of anything prideful.
She sits by the fire as Seren departs without a word, returning with clothing that Hotaru sorts through. It’s true that most don’t fit her belly, but a little worn and some careful choosing and she is bundled up adequately. “Thank you Seren. Come, sit.” Patting the sand beside her even as she readjusts on her own to give her belly more room.
“I wanted to ask you something. I know Sunjata at least is dear to you, but I’m unsure about your relationship with Nate. And I’m worried…about the war, The Voice.” Sighing she shakes her head, golden hair listing about. “You are Safrin’s daughter. I pray she won’t have you involved in the war, but…do you think it’s right, to secure lands against The Voice, even if it means also securing them against Ascended? Like Stormbreak?” It’s a heavy question, but the girl is a Demigoddess, and Hotaru is a woman of faith. Surely Seren has some notion of her purpose in this war.
my heart bends and breaks
so many, many times
HOTARU
