it is both a blessing and a curse, to feel everything so very deeply
Ever interested in learning all she can, Amalia arrives without much fanfare, slipping into the steadily filling room with her journal and quill tight in hand.
She spots Kiada in the small crowd and smiles in quiet relief, finding a vacant seat beside the Harpy and quickly claiming it for her own. She is not sure what is meant by germ theory, but is eager to discover more about the natural world - and, in truth, the distraction is a welcome one. Learning about things smaller than the eye can see seems infinitely safer than dwelling on the monumental changes recently set upon her, the roles and responsibilities she cannot fathom, the task she has been given. No, better to think about the small and invisible, let herself get lost in details, at least for a day. Maybe it will help her see her own concerns more clearly.
She spots Kiada in the small crowd and smiles in quiet relief, finding a vacant seat beside the Harpy and quickly claiming it for her own. She is not sure what is meant by germ theory, but is eager to discover more about the natural world - and, in truth, the distraction is a welcome one. Learning about things smaller than the eye can see seems infinitely safer than dwelling on the monumental changes recently set upon her, the roles and responsibilities she cannot fathom, the task she has been given. No, better to think about the small and invisible, let herself get lost in details, at least for a day. Maybe it will help her see her own concerns more clearly.
