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“I live to the south of this forest,… This is the Threshold- Silas and I come here often.” The Alabaster looked up at Africa, and then to her naked flank. Aurelia knew it was rude to stare at someone's obvious flaws, but she thought this was not a flaw, but something that Africa could think about. Africa, Aurelia thought, would never get bored. Still, the girl wondered. Who'd do a thing such as to take away a bird's flight? Aurelia was not saddened by this, nor was she exuberant about it. The lithe babe knew bad things happened to good people. This made Africa more comforting in her eyes.
"The south of this Threshold.... Is there anything more northern than this forest?" Inverted looking eyes flicked to the right, the direction she knew north was. She knew this only by the direction the sun rose and set. What lay beyond this forest to the north was mystery, at least until she explored in that direction. "Who is 'Silas'?" Soft vocals spoke in no particular direction, as Aurelia slowly turned her head back towards Africa.
The lass wanted to ask more, to know more. She knew she should hold off her questions. The questions to Africa that were about her, would be asked soon. The questions about the land, and possibly sea, could be asked to anyone. The ivory girl could wait, these answers weren't needed this moment, but she'd yearn to find out if given the slightest of opportunities.
“Helovia, this region, is not overrun… Naturally though, there are safer places then this forest- typically, wildlife roams across any land.” Her words ring blessings in white audibles. Of course in any place, there would be safer places, but the chick was glad she'd found a place not overrun by anything. "Miss, can I s-see your ho-ome?" She asked with an innocence to pure for words. Aurelia would love to see a place that was a home to someone, not the scary forest, nor the places you passed as a wanderer.
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