03-27-2022, 03:44 PM
She’s grateful that the face that interrupts her thoughts is a familiar one - but even the joy of seeing Liesma isn’t enough to get her to relax or for the night to disappear. The idea that her older sister - who is absolutely perfect in Zohariel’s eyes - could be envious of anything she can do is almost laughable. But she would not dare laugh, not when she thinks there’s a compliment in there beneath the absurdity. And not when laughter wasn't a common sound in their family.
“I’ve got plenty of envy for the both of us, Lies.” Zohariel answers quietly, her golden eyes soft as they look from the shadows around them to her dawn-beautiful sister. It often didn’t feel quite fair being the only one in their small family who didn’t have any wings. They had a father built for the day, a mother for night, Liesma with the dawn, and Zohariel - she was still trying to figure out where she fit in.
But her thoughts are grounded in the current situation and not in those insecurities - because she knows too that her family has never intentionally tried to cut her out.
Although the pocket of night around them may be lovely - it still troubles her. “Would we still call it a gift if I can’t control it?” She glances around them - frowning at the shades of blue that the night turns everything.
“I’ve got plenty of envy for the both of us, Lies.” Zohariel answers quietly, her golden eyes soft as they look from the shadows around them to her dawn-beautiful sister. It often didn’t feel quite fair being the only one in their small family who didn’t have any wings. They had a father built for the day, a mother for night, Liesma with the dawn, and Zohariel - she was still trying to figure out where she fit in.
But her thoughts are grounded in the current situation and not in those insecurities - because she knows too that her family has never intentionally tried to cut her out.
Although the pocket of night around them may be lovely - it still troubles her. “Would we still call it a gift if I can’t control it?” She glances around them - frowning at the shades of blue that the night turns everything.
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