Inkheart
JUST LIKE FIRE, BURNING OUT THE WAY
IF I CAN LIGHT THE WORLD UP FOR
JUST ONE DAY WATCH THIS MADNESS
COLORFUL CHARADE NO ONE CAN
BE JUST LIKE ME ANYWAY
IF I CAN LIGHT THE WORLD UP FOR
JUST ONE DAY WATCH THIS MADNESS
COLORFUL CHARADE NO ONE CAN
BE JUST LIKE ME ANYWAY
Speechless- that's how her tribute has left the flowery mare. At least, at first. A soft, pleased smile slips onto the charcoal lips. The silence doesn't bother her; she bathes in the glow of her own pronouncement. Of course, she isn't expecting the reply that comes. At first the blasphemous words that spill from the flowered lips leave the gold and ebony mare shocked and descending toward outrage. Her nares flare and her soft golden eyes harden and narrow. Her lips press tightly together as she prepares to lash out - but Florentine continues speaking, and she manages to keep silent and allow the other to finish.
As Florentine continues to speak, however, some of Inkheart's outrage faded. (Some.) Nares still flared, but her cold, hard look melted a little. Was it the fae's fault that she was brought up in a different world, with different beliefs? It was strange that it wasn't the existence of deities in general that Florentine disavowed. It was that these particular gods could control time. For a moment, it made her bright mind pause. A pause where she considered the possibility that it might not be that way, should not be that way. After all, she had never met any of the gods of Novus. Who was she to say that THIS was the way, the only way?
But her faith, her zealous nature cannot not be stopped, for it is like a wave on the sea, moving ever forward even when it crashes on the beach - more will always come. And her belief will always keep coming back for more. A toss of her head and a snort of disbelief as Florentine rises above her. This - this is a worthy opponent of the mind. It's intelligent, lofty, insightful. Although they lie on opposite sides of the chasm, she's happy to walk this path with Florentine, to bridge the chasm between the two of them.
The task to enlighten her though? She seems so convinced it might be a lot to persuade her otherwise. "Time has no god, and yet you possess a dagger that let you move through it?" It was a pointed question, to point out that if Time was a magic that could not be controlled then how could Florentine possibly have any control of herself moving through it? "It's understandable if you don't believe at first - you have different experiences. At first it was strange to me too, for I am not originally from Novus." She concedes this - not all can be born with the faith, especially those not from here. "But I learned of the Gods of Novus and began to understand the narrative."
She pauses, realizing that her next statement is perhaps admitting a little too much. "I do not know everything of the Gods, for I am a mere mortal. But considering you are living in their land, wouldn't it be a good idea that you might consider it?" It's a gentler approach than she might normally take, but the thoughtfulness that she put into her response (and hint of regret for speaking it..) keeps her good-natured. Sometimes you win more with honey than with a stick.
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OOC: better than I was expecting! lol
