03-21-2018, 09:11 AM
Saedís brims with enthusiasm as she eyes the bright-eyed longing in the eyes of Amorette, in her soft words and sweetly-tilted head. Her own emotions; resting on the surface of her skin like salt on beach tumble and roil together with her companion – there is something, some ache in Amorette´s eyes that Saedís cannot help but want to ease. And she does so with a light touch of pale-white nose to black shoulder – for Saedís is a creature who says little, but who sees much. The melancholy in Amorette´s eyes has not gone unnoticed; the meaning behind her words is not lost upon Saedís.
It is a simple gesture, one of friendship and understanding, but it is enough. Saedís sea-star eyes trail the lines of the landscape that was smothered in the solemnity of history (is it history if it has never happened? What are the echoes if not memories stored in the untouched landmarks or in the centuries-old water?) Suddenly; she is subdued and deeply impressed and she wondered – briefly, with wistfulness that was uncharacteristic of her – if it would be like this always. Even as she stood, with the fabled aurum cooled beneath her feet, listening to Amorette’s story, glory´s grip loosened on the shores of legend and drifted with the breeze toward some unattainable purity, some everlasting perfection beyond the scope of mortal men. The Kings and Queens in their crowns of gilded steel had left passing marks on the rolling green hills and the burning volcano over which they presided. But to Saedís – standing here in the heart of the kingdom; knowing only that which Amorette shares with her – all was new and unexplored and ripe.
But Amorette does not linger on a past she has no sanction to change – and Saedís looks away into the distance where the volcano looms with a hungry gesture mirrored by Amorette. Saedís smiles at the sun-bright teasing tone of her friend; she has been infected with the enthusiasm in Amorette’s voice and the ominous mountain beckons in the distance.
”It is” she quips – starry-eyed and full of life.
”Luckily for me, I happen to know someone who I am sure could take me there and tell me all about it” she teases, and there is adventure in her eye and her words are coated in playful delight.
@[Amorette]