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10-16-2016, 12:01 PM
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He watched her with a growing smile; his daughter uncomfortably, but determinedly fitting into the role he had provided for her. He hadn't expected the transition to be easy for her, nothing worthwhile ever came from easy. She persevered however, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, its wings draped uselessly on either side while they dried - so Isopia was undergoing a great metamorphosis. But why was she alone? The God of the Earth had thought he'd made himself and his disappointments extremely clear the last time he visited them. Had Archibald taken that as an invitation to do even less? If nothing else the Earth thought the Dauntless would have had the capability of standing alongside her at the meeting, yet as the gathering grew and time wore on, there was not a single hair of Archibald or Loretta's to be seen. From his heavenly position the God of the Earth released an aggravated sigh, the mortal ground below trembling faintly, an almost imperceptible earthquake. Even before Isopia called for him, he had decided to descend upon the herd, to once more pluck the dead weeds from his garden in the hopes that it would renew. It had so much potential to grow into something breathtaking, and yet year after year it repeatedly went to seed. He had thought they just needed time, and so he had waited while he watched. Then he considered that they needed re-planting, a better soil from which to sprout, so to speak, so int he wake of the dark destruction brought on by the wraiths he used that opportunity to drastically alter the herd land into the Hidden Falls it was today, which he thought had been a great improvement over the prior Foothills. Still he watched and waited, but his garden never came. So this last time he visited, he had finally decided he had been too soft, too lenient and forgiving, the river instead of the earth. He had hardened, and in no uncertain terms told them what he expected, what was needed in order to save themselves. Yet here he was again, a horse rising from the rubble of the ground, the top soil crumbling and breaking away across his flesh as it first rose up with him then tumbled off his dusty hide back to the ground. The God of the Earth shook himself, a cloud of dust wafting off him and stirring int he air, drifting to settle upon those whom Isopia had appointed and imbue them with his gifts that would be theirs for as long as they could sustain the responsibility of the role and the loyalty to the herd. He had appeared not beside his daughter, not before his herd, but in the back, beyond them, where one mare and a stallion were already retreating from a gathering that had just begun. Gently a vine reached out from its grasp on a nearby tree, its green hand extended towards Ranjiri's cheek where it offered a comforting touch, both in the physical aspect and the magical one - he wished to soothe her troubled being, though he would never expunge it from her. She needed to be allowed to grieve, but he needed her too. "Ranjiri," he said softly, his gaze snug upon her, though he glanced towards Brendan whom offered her companionship in this time. "The pain you are enduring is unimaginable, and deserves its time to be worn in solitude." He wanted to acknowledge her hurt, because he wasn't blinded to it, but he thought it would make her stronger. More than anything, he thought she would be the one most inclined to fight for something better in the herd, because though she had lost one love, she was still growing another. Mothers were their own forces of nature, and their love knew no end. She would be the perfect balance to Isopia's hard logic; a much better partner than the equally rough Archibald had been. "This is a pain I feel daily when I watch this withering herd," he had begun to approach her slowly now, wings outstretched to lend her what comfort he could. "Please, you can help soothe this for me. You can create something better, for your child." He exhaled steadily, dust visible in his breaths as he leaned his maw towards the grieving widow. "Be my Czarina, Ranjiri." [Will post again once Ranjiri responds] |
