Asdrellia sat in her favorite garden in Gridania, laying upon the one rock she always felt the earth elementals within, and wept. Thankful for the peace and quiet for the moment, the last few days took a great toll on her emotions, and though she got the courage to say what was on her mind, the relief she felt was not as she expected.
She got the courage to talk to Desmond about what Brother E-Sumi said, and he seemed to take the news quite well. She was touched how he commented that though she may not be able to bare any children from her body, she did give life through her words and her hands. Of course he also didn't believe she should listen to the pajdali for he has many years to deal with life, while her life was finite.
She should begin a search for a way to reverse what happened to her body, yes. But where would one start? She could follow up with Amaare as she did go to him first as he always spoke of the world as a place he has been. Of course, a part of her was scared there would be no cure at all, so her mind wrestled every moment.
And then, she told Desmond that she loved him. She had to. After their previous conversation she worried she would never see him again. And it had to be said. But his reaction was one she did not dream of, and he could not reciprocate her same feelings.
If one's heart could break and make a sound, hers would have.
They parted pleasantly, and now she sits in her favorite garden, tears staining the rock she laid her arms and head upon. Perhaps she would be better off alone? Her mind could barely function to even think about it. But she was sure it would be less painful than how she felt now.
She got the courage to talk to Desmond about what Brother E-Sumi said, and he seemed to take the news quite well. She was touched how he commented that though she may not be able to bare any children from her body, she did give life through her words and her hands. Of course he also didn't believe she should listen to the pajdali for he has many years to deal with life, while her life was finite.
She should begin a search for a way to reverse what happened to her body, yes. But where would one start? She could follow up with Amaare as she did go to him first as he always spoke of the world as a place he has been. Of course, a part of her was scared there would be no cure at all, so her mind wrestled every moment.
And then, she told Desmond that she loved him. She had to. After their previous conversation she worried she would never see him again. And it had to be said. But his reaction was one she did not dream of, and he could not reciprocate her same feelings.
If one's heart could break and make a sound, hers would have.
They parted pleasantly, and now she sits in her favorite garden, tears staining the rock she laid her arms and head upon. Perhaps she would be better off alone? Her mind could barely function to even think about it. But she was sure it would be less painful than how she felt now.
