Would you crumble if I whispered to you like the wind
There is a sudden, great rumble that tears through hear as she traverses the beach that will lead her to the island. An island she has spent her life admiring from afar, and only recently found the courage to visit. Meira peers at the sea as it begins to churn and shake violently. Massive waves swept into the sky and crashed down upon the island, flinging debris across the surface. The sea, her beloved sea, reached out with its vengeance and began to sink the island before their very eyes. Her heart began to thrum in time, partially out of excitement and partially out of fear for what was to come. Down, down into the depths, the island sinks until there is no doubt that it has been claimed by the sea. Even the gods cannot ignore the violence for they appear at the isthmus where the rift has formed. Meira is disappointed when she does not see Solis appear with his siblings. She sees the familiar form of Caligo, and Oriens. The two deities are who she recognizes the most given her time in Denocte and Delumine.
Meira approaches the Isthmus near the gods. The rift tears and tears and tears at the seams of their world. Violent winds whip her tresses about. The sea calls to her, as it always does. She is tempted, so tempted to dive into the vortex left behind. There is another who speaks up, Meira does not know how she has missed their presence before. The question what is happening, and what this is. Meira casts her gaze upon the gathering gods who hover over the isthmus like a terrible storm. As if there is not already a terrible storm ravaging their sea. "When the sea reaches out with arms open wide, she is sure to claim all she sees with a violent tide." Meira quotes the omen whispered unto her as a youth. "She has come to claim what no longer belongs to us," Meira speaks again because this is her belief. She believes in this more than she does her gods.
Meira then casts her gaze upon her new patron god, Oriens. She does not want to speak to Caligo for all the suffering she has endured within her very court. For the blind eye that so many continually turn to the Vogelstein family. "Oriens.. will this tear and devour all of Novus? What will we do?" She asks her deity for guidance. Meira is prepared to thrust herself into the vortex to fight even the sea she loves.
@Luvena
Meira approaches the Isthmus near the gods. The rift tears and tears and tears at the seams of their world. Violent winds whip her tresses about. The sea calls to her, as it always does. She is tempted, so tempted to dive into the vortex left behind. There is another who speaks up, Meira does not know how she has missed their presence before. The question what is happening, and what this is. Meira casts her gaze upon the gathering gods who hover over the isthmus like a terrible storm. As if there is not already a terrible storm ravaging their sea. "When the sea reaches out with arms open wide, she is sure to claim all she sees with a violent tide." Meira quotes the omen whispered unto her as a youth. "She has come to claim what no longer belongs to us," Meira speaks again because this is her belief. She believes in this more than she does her gods.
Meira then casts her gaze upon her new patron god, Oriens. She does not want to speak to Caligo for all the suffering she has endured within her very court. For the blind eye that so many continually turn to the Vogelstein family. "Oriens.. will this tear and devour all of Novus? What will we do?" She asks her deity for guidance. Meira is prepared to thrust herself into the vortex to fight even the sea she loves.
@Luvena
