Sunlight dances across the river, gleaming and sparkling and casting rainbows across glistening rocks. The days have been getting warmer, spring ready to give way to the heat of summer. Nalani cools off in the shallows, a muddy whirlwind of laughter as she splashes about, and Chasity watches her daughter from the banks with a quiet smile.
Though she could never call this world home (she wanders aimlessly from river to meadow, meadow to forest, camping alongside travel-worn paths, never able to settle) she has begun to find some contentment with her daughter at her side. She lives through Nalani’s innocent laughter and wide-eyed wonder, and through her daughter she is learning to see these lands in a new light. They will never be home, but they are beautiful all the same.
Chasity and Nalani have been at the river for a few days now, enjoying the last whispers of spring. It has been quiet, just mother and daughter collecting wildflowers and playing tag around the shady trees.
It has also been lonely.
She finds herself growing restless. She has stumbled upon old friends in her travels, but for the most part Chasity and Nalani have been very much alone. Often, she doesn’t mind, but sometimes—
She shakes droplets from her mane as Nalani splashes her with childish glee.
Sometimes, it would be nice to find someone to share these moments with.
CHASITY
listen to the birds sing softly.
@[aletta] <3