Cordelia
When Sah said that he was going to the desert, Cordelia had hesitated at first, nose wrinkling and brow furrowing. The question of 'why?' sitting heavily on her tongue. Sure, the Flowerbirth deity needed water. Sure, they should help to get it out of the heat of the desert. It was the right thing to do. Except that meant leaving Halo and she'd just gotten back. Finally had started to settle and shed some of the unease that came with being away for so long. It seemed wrong to leave. Especially when there was so much she needed to prepare for. That she needed to do.
Except it had been Sah asking her and she couldn't say no. Not to him. Not to family.
That's why she was here now, a wooden pole laid across her shoulders, heavy jugs filled to the brim balancing on each side. Sweat clung to her brow, dripping down into her eyes to make the sting, jaw clenched as her boots slipped in the sand. "How can sand be so different everywhere? I swear the sand wasn't like this in Torchline."
Except it had been Sah asking her and she couldn't say no. Not to him. Not to family.
That's why she was here now, a wooden pole laid across her shoulders, heavy jugs filled to the brim balancing on each side. Sweat clung to her brow, dripping down into her eyes to make the sting, jaw clenched as her boots slipped in the sand. "How can sand be so different everywhere? I swear the sand wasn't like this in Torchline."
Say something, something like you love me
Less you want to move away from the noise of this place
Less you want to move away from the noise of this place
