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
The ink-stained belle watches the flowery girl with a steady but open gaze. It's clear the conversation has rocked the other's world, disturbing her pre-conceived notion of how the world works. But to be fair, it's put Inkheart's mind off balance as well, causing her to think much deeper than she has in quite a long time. Although Flora tries to correct her, the black maiden can't see the difference between the two truths. It takes a moment before the paler girl lands on the ground again. It seems to her like there's something more to the story of this time travel, and Ink would be lying to say she was neither curious nor desirous of this power herself. But this is all past tense - Florentine is no longer able to travel through time, to use her dagger to escape from one place, one moment to another.
The amethyst eventually come to meet the gold ones, and there's a moment of silence that is exchanged between the two of them. A moment heavy with the prodigious thought, where they are both forced to examine the great beyond with increased scrutiny. To Ink's great pleasure, Flora is openminded and willing to listen to the tales of other Gods and Goddesses. Relief passes across her visage. "Of course they would not smite you. Ask any who call themselves priests or sages - they are full of knowledge and may tell you more. Or ask the Gods themselves and perhaps they will grant you an audience." Though I haven't had much success with that myself.
An orange-tipped wing extends toward me and slides over my dark skin, eliciting a shiver in response. The inquiry about Vespera brings a frown across her maw, unbidden and unfortunately for Flora, unhidden. "Vespera is the Goddess of Dusk, the Setting Sun. She is rumored to lay the sun to rest with a sigh of her lips. She embraces the life that Solis brings and nurtures it, helping it grow." She sighs, and puts forth another effort to connect the reality that Florentine once knew with the reality that they both live in now. "Time existed before the Gods and Goddesses. But as they were created, they grew into these duties, responsibilities, so that they are now ONE, WHOLE with the cycles of the sun and moon." Her nares flare as she sighs again, in exasperation with the thought that she can do no better to explain it.
It will be room for personal growth, to explore her relationship with Solis and to understand the ways of Novus, the Gods.... everything. It's a daunting task, to try to understand it all, to KNOW. But she will undertake it all the same.
