SEREN
For every tyrant, a tear for the vulnerable
In every lost soul, the bones of a miracle
In every lost soul, the bones of a miracle
If the demigod took offense to the decline of her question, it did not show. Her eyes kept trailing over the surroundings, searching for treeflits and colorful flowers rather than looking at Aurelia. If it stung, to be left out of the loop after being intrinsically involved and given the chance to influence... well, at least her shrug did not reflect that.
"I have friends in Halo," she replied evenly. "As I have friends in Torchline. I am concerned about all of them, especially now that things are so turbulent. This sort of chaos, with new leaders in place in both regions... it can be a growing ground for so much conflict, when we need it the least. I hate the sensation of tip-toeing around people, and being afraid to set off an argument because I happened to mention someone they're upset with."
Clearly that was what it looked like from her perspective. A petty squabble that no one was going to come out on top of, pointless and best left behind, now that new chapters had been entered into.
Hurrying up her pace slightly, Seren slipped in to walk beside Aurelia, her supple gait attempting to compensate for the woman's own, so that the bridge would not shift at all. It took some tries before she got it right, but the simple game appeared to entertain her.
"That's... a difficult question to answer," Seren admitted, and offered the Fireheart a rare smile, not often seen in this person's company. "It's... to me it is normal. I know there are some expectations on me, from those who know who and what I am. Mother wishes things for me, and my father probably have hopes too, even if they're more mundane. The war, the whole notion of being pitted against the Voice and her Ascended... that's a very heavy burden, and I don't think I have figured out where I want to be in all of it yet." Tucked away safe in a glass tower somewhere, sheltered and protected for better times? She could do that. Be a beacon of hope, awarding a sense of purpose and direction for those on the frontlines. Or she could join them, and help fight for this better, improved version of Caido where the Voice was no longer a threat to the balance. Or she could betray everything, everyone, go her own way and see how many steps she would manage before her light, and life, was ultimately forfeit. The choice was hers, and Seren could not say where her path might lead.
"But I suppose... if being normal meant I would never know my parents, or be their child... I wouldn't change a thing." Certianly there were priviledges and pleasant parts too, to being starborn and destined for great and terrible things.
"I have friends in Halo," she replied evenly. "As I have friends in Torchline. I am concerned about all of them, especially now that things are so turbulent. This sort of chaos, with new leaders in place in both regions... it can be a growing ground for so much conflict, when we need it the least. I hate the sensation of tip-toeing around people, and being afraid to set off an argument because I happened to mention someone they're upset with."
Clearly that was what it looked like from her perspective. A petty squabble that no one was going to come out on top of, pointless and best left behind, now that new chapters had been entered into.
Hurrying up her pace slightly, Seren slipped in to walk beside Aurelia, her supple gait attempting to compensate for the woman's own, so that the bridge would not shift at all. It took some tries before she got it right, but the simple game appeared to entertain her.
"That's... a difficult question to answer," Seren admitted, and offered the Fireheart a rare smile, not often seen in this person's company. "It's... to me it is normal. I know there are some expectations on me, from those who know who and what I am. Mother wishes things for me, and my father probably have hopes too, even if they're more mundane. The war, the whole notion of being pitted against the Voice and her Ascended... that's a very heavy burden, and I don't think I have figured out where I want to be in all of it yet." Tucked away safe in a glass tower somewhere, sheltered and protected for better times? She could do that. Be a beacon of hope, awarding a sense of purpose and direction for those on the frontlines. Or she could join them, and help fight for this better, improved version of Caido where the Voice was no longer a threat to the balance. Or she could betray everything, everyone, go her own way and see how many steps she would manage before her light, and life, was ultimately forfeit. The choice was hers, and Seren could not say where her path might lead.
"But I suppose... if being normal meant I would never know my parents, or be their child... I wouldn't change a thing." Certianly there were priviledges and pleasant parts too, to being starborn and destined for great and terrible things.
In every dreamer a dream - we're unstoppable
with something to believe in
with something to believe in
