if i open my eyes

As the sky opens up and pulls me in
I can see, I can breathe, I can feel again

The gentle pulse of starlight filled the Celestine, and Soh felt a little thrill as Safrin appeared before her. The goddess was beautiful, and Soh couldn't help but stare with admiration as she appeared from the very fabric of the cosmos. At Safrin's invitation, Soh rose to her feet, trying for grace but appearing to scramble to her feet more than anything. "Thank you," she said reverently, feeling more than a little tongue-tied. It was so different than her meeting with Frey, when she'd had Jude at her side; standing before one of the heralds entirely on her own, representing her entire region, was terrifying and awe-inspiring in equal measure.

At the goddess's gentle correction, Soh winced. "Sorry," she murmured. "I'm - still learning." For a moment, she felt very foolish for having made such a blunder in Safrin's presence, despite the grace that the goddess showed her. But then, at Safrin's question, she perked up a bit. It was easier to speak for her people than for herself, and so her voice was a little stronger, a little more sure, when she said, "We held a vote, recently, and most of Stormbreak was in agreement," she confirmed. "I think we'd all like to welcome Abandoned into our region; they have so many talents, and I think they would be an asset to Stormbreak. Aside from that, I think we've gotten a bit of a reputation as being anti-Abandoned, and we want to be seen as welcoming to all."

And I'll wave goodbye to the ones below
As I float on by to the great unknown

Sohalia