Seren
Slipping in between pews to take a seat, Seren leaned back and listened to the explanation. A small smile played on her lips as Gideon explained the gradual introduction of religion to the young, and there was something wistful about it.
"It sounds lovely," she said. "I think my education was a little more straight forward than that, but Mother also has the advantage of knowing just how much I can comprehend before pressing further." It had been fun; stories told and books shared for answering the inevitable questions, all supervised by unwavering patience and attention to details. And if nothing else worked, Safrin could always show her daughter what she meant.
"What do you tell them about the Voice? And the Abandoned?" There was a separation between the questions that made clear Seren did not think of one as belonging to the other. Leaning forward, she gazed expectantly at Gideon now, keen on hearing what he had to say.
"It sounds lovely," she said. "I think my education was a little more straight forward than that, but Mother also has the advantage of knowing just how much I can comprehend before pressing further." It had been fun; stories told and books shared for answering the inevitable questions, all supervised by unwavering patience and attention to details. And if nothing else worked, Safrin could always show her daughter what she meant.
"What do you tell them about the Voice? And the Abandoned?" There was a separation between the questions that made clear Seren did not think of one as belonging to the other. Leaning forward, she gazed expectantly at Gideon now, keen on hearing what he had to say.
I'm ready to start the conquest of spaces
Reaching the starlight and silver fields
Reaching the starlight and silver fields
