{SE} breathe a little easier

Lena

let me wander
with the ones

Lena lifted her nose once more, basking in the ambience, in the array of insects beginning to cast their mellifluous presences all around them. Surrounding, pervading, an existence simply for the sake of joy anointed and consecrated more than the Caretaker could ever surmise. What a beautiful thought, she concluded, breathing easily as they stuck to her fur, as they touched and launched, as they bounded and leapt. The fox remained perfectly still in these sentiments, awash with peace, light, and harmony; wishing that she knew how to contribute to the serenity and providence. Perhaps just by her, their, livelihoods too. We always need more, don’t we? Tranquil smiles behind Attuned adornments, and her eyes closed at the insects’ persistence and grace. Thank you, Frey.

A part of her wanted to ask, wanted to question, wanted to wonder how Cordelia contributed to the world too. How she made it a better place. But perhaps that would disturb the repose; and Lena had no intention of altering and bombarding it with her prying curiosities. Instead, it was radiance and divinity, ethereal and airy qualities, pulsing from her essence, cordial and drawn to the pale snow and the dotting of the cold air. It is very fulfilling. To see them heal, to know they are well, and to allow them to embark back into nature. To live out their lives – to broaden their horizons. And in the end, maybe it was okay to ask - Cordelia didn't need to respond if it burdened, if it hurt. What about you?

who are tangled in stars
and tethered to promise