Melodia came upon the box and looked around, curious as to what such a thing would be doing here. It looked....ominous.
Out of place.
The simplicity is what threw her off. Her old mentor on the ship would have cautioned her. Something like that isn't ever as simple as it seems, child. Lest you create more problems for yourself...best to leave it be.
She bit down on her lower lip as her curiosity was getting the better of her and she fiddled with her marriage band, considering leaving the box be, heading back to her wife and pushing it out of her memory.
But there it was.
Enticing in it's solitude and begging to be opened. She circled it, eyes drawn to it. Wasn't hers....not by any stretch. But it wasn't marked either meaning it didn't belong to anyone. Surely it belonged to someone. Surely! She nervously drummed her fingers together and looked about again, sure she was being watched. Tested.
Perhaps that was the answer. She sighed, unsure of what to do. And again she fiddled with the band on her finger, closed her eyes and a soft smile crept on her lips. "Aye, Alara...I'm on m'way home." She'd whispered and turned to walk, not wanting to know what was inside. Not wanting to risk the precious happiness she'd fought so hard for over a matter of wonder. She would wonder, but she would be safe. And that was what mattered most to her at the moment.
Out of place.
The simplicity is what threw her off. Her old mentor on the ship would have cautioned her. Something like that isn't ever as simple as it seems, child. Lest you create more problems for yourself...best to leave it be.
She bit down on her lower lip as her curiosity was getting the better of her and she fiddled with her marriage band, considering leaving the box be, heading back to her wife and pushing it out of her memory.
But there it was.
Enticing in it's solitude and begging to be opened. She circled it, eyes drawn to it. Wasn't hers....not by any stretch. But it wasn't marked either meaning it didn't belong to anyone. Surely it belonged to someone. Surely! She nervously drummed her fingers together and looked about again, sure she was being watched. Tested.
Perhaps that was the answer. She sighed, unsure of what to do. And again she fiddled with the band on her finger, closed her eyes and a soft smile crept on her lips. "Aye, Alara...I'm on m'way home." She'd whispered and turned to walk, not wanting to know what was inside. Not wanting to risk the precious happiness she'd fought so hard for over a matter of wonder. She would wonder, but she would be safe. And that was what mattered most to her at the moment.
