Rebuild—all of them needed to do that. There were many things now that required to be fixed and changed from. This was all of their chance to turn from their dark ways, to find the right path and mend the broken pieces that created this chaotic new world.
She listens carefully to his words because she wants to know things will be okay, and that everything has happened for a reason. Then again, she has always believed everything occurred for a reason and something that was far bigger than her and anyone else could imagine. It was something she could not quite wrap her mind around, but she believes the magic of Beqanna is a part of it in some way, shape or form.
“I can see that She was angry,” Lucrezia lets her eyes spread across the meadow one time. She wonders that the other lands have become, or if they ever will get there. She remembers seeing most of the lands covered by a mist, but beyond that she has no idea what it could be—possibly a home. Her gaze returns back to Kreios, “Yes, it is time for us to rebuild. I hope it will be something good, something we won’t take for granted again.” There was always that possibility, but, for now, there was hope and a future to build and look forward to.
She smiles when he says he is going to the Mountain. However, she doesn’t know entirely what the mountain holds only that it is important and that the magic of Beqanna resides up there entirely (or so it seems when she was up there). “You and those that were in the Falls?” She asks out of curiosity. She knows he was a king before all of this happened, and in some sense he was still their leader. “I hope you and the others get it.” In her heart, she knows he deserves it and would take care of those that he has lead for all this time.
She listens carefully to his words because she wants to know things will be okay, and that everything has happened for a reason. Then again, she has always believed everything occurred for a reason and something that was far bigger than her and anyone else could imagine. It was something she could not quite wrap her mind around, but she believes the magic of Beqanna is a part of it in some way, shape or form.
“I can see that She was angry,” Lucrezia lets her eyes spread across the meadow one time. She wonders that the other lands have become, or if they ever will get there. She remembers seeing most of the lands covered by a mist, but beyond that she has no idea what it could be—possibly a home. Her gaze returns back to Kreios, “Yes, it is time for us to rebuild. I hope it will be something good, something we won’t take for granted again.” There was always that possibility, but, for now, there was hope and a future to build and look forward to.
She smiles when he says he is going to the Mountain. However, she doesn’t know entirely what the mountain holds only that it is important and that the magic of Beqanna resides up there entirely (or so it seems when she was up there). “You and those that were in the Falls?” She asks out of curiosity. She knows he was a king before all of this happened, and in some sense he was still their leader. “I hope you and the others get it.” In her heart, she knows he deserves it and would take care of those that he has lead for all this time.
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