[open] someone whose eyes are on the horizon

[aestas]

The connection that she feels to Islay is instant and deep, in the way of all youthful friendships. She doesn’t question it—doesn’t bother to wonder if it will last or if it will merely be the joy of this one single interaction. In the end, it doesn’t matter. She is content to enjoy the interaction and simply live in the moment. To rest in the knowledge that she has made one new friend that she will be able to return to her family and tell them about. Talking about Erne and the shadows and the way the land felt so infinite.

“It is indeed less than the stars,” she laughs easily, throwing her head back and letting the throaty laugh float out from her. “Although perhaps in time my family will catch up.” She does not doubt that her parents would have more children. Their love for one another seemed infinite, but the only thing that dared to challenge it was the love that they had for their children—each one as loved as the next.

She smiles again, giving her affection easily and freely. Walking forward, she bumps her nose against the star child’s neck. “So when should we plan this next adventure?” Her golden eyes spark and she does her best to hold herself back, knowing that not everyone had the same appetite for immediate adventure.

Aestas does her best to remember that others may need rest or to visit family.

(It doesn’t occur to her that perhaps they may just need a break from her.)

“Perhaps in a weeks time we can meet up on the Tephran beaches?” Her head angles to the side as she look back in the direction of her home. “And then we can either portal or travel to Islandres.”

so you should get on board with someone whose course is steadier than mine
you should get on board with someone whose eyes are on the horizon, not on the skies

@[Islay]