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02-04-2017, 02:58 PM
i want to be wild, beautiful and free
They are not so different. Syrena too craves power. Power that cannot be so easily ripped away simply because a God decides he can no longer maintain his own herd. Power she’d worked for, and rightfully owned. He could have left her with the crafting magic as some sort of consolation prize, at the very least. But no, he took away everything that she had earned. Everything she’d worked for in his name. It is what makes her so distrustful of Kaos as well, though his offer is tempting if only to spite the other Gods.
His offer is tempting as well because though she does not trust him, like Kiada, she knows he has power. And she wants power.
The girl finds her somewhat quickly, and she is glad it is Kiada that greets her and not someone else. She’d feel ridiculous asking for a child, but then again, she didn’t particularly want to see anyone else here. Well, Dragomir was acceptable company as well, but he wasn’t the one that intrigued her. The girl is welcoming, and the vulture even greets her. She nods to both, eyes shifting from Kiada to the vulture to make it clear she is greeting each.
“Yes, if that is okay. I have little else to do these days,” and though her voice is largely unchanged from that deadpan sound, there is a bitterness to it now. Something cold and hard, not directed at Kiada but clearly at the loss of her home. She shouldn’t care this much, but she feels lost. She knows she is bitter at the loss of her title and her magic, but there is some part of her that is bitter over the loss of her home as well. It is the first time she’d ever felt like she had a home she could tolerate for longer than a few months. And before she knew it, it was taken from her.
Dragomir had said the Edge would certainly welcome her, and likely, it would. But she could not imagine herself in a place without water. It felt wrong. But still, she wanted to see it. Really, she wanted to see Kiada, questions sitting on the tip of her tongue. “I was also hoping to talk to you.” she admits. Her best friends were all children. Sheba, Kiada. She was relying on children for advice. But then again, being old didn’t necessarily make anyone smart.
His offer is tempting as well because though she does not trust him, like Kiada, she knows he has power. And she wants power.
The girl finds her somewhat quickly, and she is glad it is Kiada that greets her and not someone else. She’d feel ridiculous asking for a child, but then again, she didn’t particularly want to see anyone else here. Well, Dragomir was acceptable company as well, but he wasn’t the one that intrigued her. The girl is welcoming, and the vulture even greets her. She nods to both, eyes shifting from Kiada to the vulture to make it clear she is greeting each.
“Yes, if that is okay. I have little else to do these days,” and though her voice is largely unchanged from that deadpan sound, there is a bitterness to it now. Something cold and hard, not directed at Kiada but clearly at the loss of her home. She shouldn’t care this much, but she feels lost. She knows she is bitter at the loss of her title and her magic, but there is some part of her that is bitter over the loss of her home as well. It is the first time she’d ever felt like she had a home she could tolerate for longer than a few months. And before she knew it, it was taken from her.
Dragomir had said the Edge would certainly welcome her, and likely, it would. But she could not imagine herself in a place without water. It felt wrong. But still, she wanted to see it. Really, she wanted to see Kiada, questions sitting on the tip of her tongue. “I was also hoping to talk to you.” she admits. Her best friends were all children. Sheba, Kiada. She was relying on children for advice. But then again, being old didn’t necessarily make anyone smart.
syrena
just like the sea
@Kiada YAY!
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