we're climbing until we transcend
higher, higher to where the skies end
higher, higher to where the skies end
It's clear the idea of immortality means different things to both women. For Morrighan, it's the last piece of her that she misses. For Antiope, it's something she talks about nonchalantly, like she doesn't care about it or want it. Morr is disappointed too that it doesn't appear to have been gained here in Novus. She's back to square one.
"I used to be," she confesses, her voice low. "Before I came here." Some back home hated it, maybe it even led to their downfall, but for her, there had been power in it. Combined with her fire that could burn down forests in minutes, she was untouchable. Here she is mortal and much weaker. It's like a bitter taste on her tongue.
Maybe some day.
It begins to snow again and as Bram joins her by her side, she can feel her stomach growling. "Care to join me on a trip to the markets? I'm starving," she offers, already picking up her feet to head in that direction before Antiope answers. The race had been fun and a temporary escape, but now it's back to the real world. At least she doesn't have to be entirely alone in it all. At least not everyone is an idiot.
@Antiope figured this would be a good place to close this!
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