Amalia
"Oh, he lives with you, hmm?" This time her laughter is genuine, a playful nudge of her shoulder against his, her smile returning as she raises a brow. "When's the wedding set for?" It's good that he has a friend, a space, a place to call his own. It's good that he is happy.
They're so rarely happy, these days.
The description of the places this Oli has been are both wondrous and unbelievable... or would be, if she had not seen the maps in Safrin's library, suggesting there might be more topography than she has ever known exists. Floating islands, though? Seven statues? The girl shakes her head. "I would love to come meet him. If... if it wouldn't be an imposition."
They're so rarely happy, these days.
The description of the places this Oli has been are both wondrous and unbelievable... or would be, if she had not seen the maps in Safrin's library, suggesting there might be more topography than she has ever known exists. Floating islands, though? Seven statues? The girl shakes her head. "I would love to come meet him. If... if it wouldn't be an imposition."
don't make a shadow of yourself, always shutting out the light
