like a jar, you housed infinite tenderness
and infinite tenderness shattered you

Step Two: Find someone to bounce ideas off of, because two heads are better than one.

She’s nosy today; curious eyes spy a dark unicorn and their smaller companion entering the glass cavern by the sea. What else is a casually flying girl to do, simply leave them to whatever it is they want to do? Nahhhh. From on high, they seem rather small, and she wonders if they have seen her, even as they seem to have a singular purpose and a straight path, the to the colorful glasss observatory. One of her first impressions in Helovia was watching Kisamoa Kaos and another whom she now knows as the Moon Goddess, create glass out of sand - the way she’d once done with dragon’s breath oh so long ago. This creation, however, is far more beautiful than her vicious spikes, designed to hurt, to frighten, to tell the devil to stay away from her daughter. It had only driven the wedge deeper between the two of them, for the girl was never able to understand how violence could be born of love.

Is there not something similar in the vein of Kaos, if his claim is true? She knows virtually nothing of Xelovia’s history beyond its conception, as written on the walls of the Heart Caves. What she can understand is how one might seek revenge for slights either real or imagined. For deaths and lands perceived to be stolen. It is not her place to judge whether one side speaks the truth or not, for reality is in the eye of the beholder - but she can understand a parent’s fierce protection, a desire to find some balance and make things right in light of a massive loss. Sometimes vengeance is all they have left, though she, too, knows that a blood soaked earth does nothing to ease the pain. An eye for an eye will leave the whole world blind, you see.

After the little golden pegasus lands, she ruffles her feathers and steps towards the entrance of the tunnel. Peering down into its colorfully descending path, she begins down its slight slope and when a figure appears before her, calls out to the pair she’d seen earlier. “Oh! Xello!” Perhaps if she appears to coincidentally had the same destination as the stranger, they might be more welcoming of company. So let her seem the innocent wanderer instead of the nosy old lady.