Aurelia
there's a heart here cast in stone
and there's a past i must atone
and there's a past i must atone
Aurelia lifts her gaze to watch as the insects hover around them, the fan of each set of wings giving off a small rustling sound. Altogether, the buzz became loud and nearly obnoxious but, she ignored it with an involuntary sweep of her hand to brush them away.
Seren's words have become a sort of mantra. She is not the first to sing it, and she likely won't be the last. Aurelia does not know what she's expected to say. "I have no intention of hiding from the war," she tells Seren with a confidence that doesn't require force or spirit. It is simply a matter of fact. Her gaze flashes with something lesser, something unreadable, "Or Hotaru."
"I believe that Torchline can face anything," she points out steadily, not looking at Seren either. Instead she regards the blooming purple flowers surrounding them. She dares not to reach out and touch them, however, remembering the legend. Thoughtfully, she explains, "We boast greater numbers than any other region. The leadership will be strong with Safrin's full support behind us. Maeve and I will work together; no decision will be made on our own. Especially not after we elect our council."
"Torchline will only get stronger as time goes on, Seren. You can rest assured in that. We are taking this all very seriously."
She will let that sink in as her gaze finally returns to the girl, watching for the demigod's thoughts. She understands that Seren has care for Torchline, and her concerns are entirely valid - especially with what she knows. Aurelia thinks the demigod's worries must be haunting, with all the weight she must carry on her shoulders as a demigod, as the daughter of Safrin.
She can only imagine.
But when Seren goes on to contradict herself, Aurelia feels a need to gently bring her attention to that. "But.. didn't you just say that you wouldn't change a thing about who your parents are?" She is not naive to what Seren is going through, merely trying to get her to face it herself. "That means.. that the Voice bringing your father here was a good thing. Was it not? It resulted in you, after all." She gives Seren a gentle nudge with her elbow, accompanying it with a soft smile. "I don't think the Gods are really so much different than us. They have very human qualities, if you think about it. Wants, desires.. they're flawed, too. They're just a bit better at hiding it."
Seren's words have become a sort of mantra. She is not the first to sing it, and she likely won't be the last. Aurelia does not know what she's expected to say. "I have no intention of hiding from the war," she tells Seren with a confidence that doesn't require force or spirit. It is simply a matter of fact. Her gaze flashes with something lesser, something unreadable, "Or Hotaru."
"I believe that Torchline can face anything," she points out steadily, not looking at Seren either. Instead she regards the blooming purple flowers surrounding them. She dares not to reach out and touch them, however, remembering the legend. Thoughtfully, she explains, "We boast greater numbers than any other region. The leadership will be strong with Safrin's full support behind us. Maeve and I will work together; no decision will be made on our own. Especially not after we elect our council."
"Torchline will only get stronger as time goes on, Seren. You can rest assured in that. We are taking this all very seriously."
She will let that sink in as her gaze finally returns to the girl, watching for the demigod's thoughts. She understands that Seren has care for Torchline, and her concerns are entirely valid - especially with what she knows. Aurelia thinks the demigod's worries must be haunting, with all the weight she must carry on her shoulders as a demigod, as the daughter of Safrin.
She can only imagine.
But when Seren goes on to contradict herself, Aurelia feels a need to gently bring her attention to that. "But.. didn't you just say that you wouldn't change a thing about who your parents are?" She is not naive to what Seren is going through, merely trying to get her to face it herself. "That means.. that the Voice bringing your father here was a good thing. Was it not? It resulted in you, after all." She gives Seren a gentle nudge with her elbow, accompanying it with a soft smile. "I don't think the Gods are really so much different than us. They have very human qualities, if you think about it. Wants, desires.. they're flawed, too. They're just a bit better at hiding it."
there were moments i thrust away
now there's a keeper i must pay
now there's a keeper i must pay
