show them the joy and the pain and the ending
It is a frequent frustration of hers just how little she knows of these new lands. She had known the old lands of Beqanna inside and out, her sight knowing no boundaries. But now, with it gone and the topography shifted so greatly, she has seen little beyond the quite public lands they now stand upon. The new homelands are strange and foreign to her, blank masses in the eye of her mind. But she is curious, terribly so.
It has always been one of her many flaws, her downfalls, that curiosity. It had led her to see far more than she ever should have, especially in her youth. She had had the wonderful and horrifying ability to unearth Beqanna’s residents deepest held secrets, both past and present. Now, she has so very little.
But she is here to earn it back, to gain what had once been hers. In that respect, these women could help her.
The grulla mare is quite frank in her words as well, something Heartfire can well and truly appreciate. Her words cause something of a more genuine smile to slip onto the roan mare’s features. Though she had never ventured into the field before the change (for just those very reasons), she could well imagine the truth of her words. ”Hm, indeed,” she responds easily, ”A curse and a blessing then.”
Her attention is drawn to Lucrezia as she interjects, adding her opinion of the alterations. She seems to have come to peace with the changes that had ravaged the land, and Heartfire wonders if there is perhaps a story behind her words. Still, now is not the time for such tales.
Lucrezia’s next question serves to pique Heartfire’s interest, the simple inquiry drawing her gaze back to Djinni. She, too, is curious, for she knows so very little about the lands that now surround them. And that is a fact she can no longer abide. ”I must admit to knowing very little of the new homelands as well, but I am simply dying of curiosity.”
heartfire
i filled up my senses with thoughts from the ghosts