Re: Tinkering
Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 4:51 pm
Astarte smiled wider to see how excited AuraSidra was at the gift, the innocent joy at simple pleasures. She wished all her projects could be so lighthearted, could find their places so easily. While her talent was necessary, she wished, maybe, that others weren't so terribly so. Like the dagger, the cold pieces crying for blood and burning in her hands--
She shook her head, quickly banishing the thoughts. Those were the things that Sive warned her of, the things maybe better left broken unless necessary, the shadows lurking in the rooms. It wasn't as if she had never been told of the possible dangers that led into the rules, but she supposed she was past the age where she could throw herself head long at anything that seemed interesting. While she loved exploring, she was also too aware of consequences, striking a delicate balance between curiosity and caution. Sometimes she wished she was a little more bold, but on the other hand it would hurt Amma and Avi if something were to happen to her, and they meant everything.
Instead, she focused on AuraSidra's magic lesson, following along as best she could. Magic had never played much into her life, besides the innate talent and the singular spells for the hands and light when she needed it. Her companion's talk of energy exchanges sounded much more intricate than anything she had used before. "I see. So it's kind of like balancing, coaxing the elements rather than commanding. Is that...sort of right?"
Sive had told her, in the beginning, that magic had never come easy to her. Even though the sidhe blood ran in her veins, it had been so thinned by her human side that she had to study long nights and break energies to her will, just as AuraSidra had mentioned. Astarte had always felt slightly kindred to that, learning by words and effort. Even though Sive said that magic was alive in her and most serians, being of the fae, she'd never felt it as effortless as putting her puzzles together. That's why AuraSidra seemed so enchanting to her, perhaps, the way she could paint with lights and pull crystals from midair.
She breathed out in wonder, bending her face to examine the delicate stones. It was rare for her to study the artistry of nature, so caught up she was in fixing the broken things made by human hands. Still, if the music box had taught her anything, it was that the two architectures could be fused, creating a whole new path for her to explore. "They're lovely, AuraSidra."
There was one that drew her attention, a soft rose-colored one shining with a pale light, the moss on it dried to a golden brown like swirls of sand. It reminded her of her childhood home, the warmth and light of sunset over the desert. Shyly, she drew it to her. "I think I'll take this one. Thank you."
Her voice broke into a giggle at AuraSidra's joyous exclamation. "That makes two of us."
Perhaps she hadn't made too many friends as of yet, but she felt that the ones she had made, first Bellatrix and now AuraSidra, were not shallow connections. She had much to learn from them, and much to give perhaps, a fair exchange of knowledge and experience building them through their lives. Well, maybe she was being too optimistic, but she had not reached the age yet where such naivety would be foolish. She tucked the crystal into her bag, then grinned at Aura. "What do you wish to do now?"
((Long but impressive, I feel bad that mine's so short ))
She shook her head, quickly banishing the thoughts. Those were the things that Sive warned her of, the things maybe better left broken unless necessary, the shadows lurking in the rooms. It wasn't as if she had never been told of the possible dangers that led into the rules, but she supposed she was past the age where she could throw herself head long at anything that seemed interesting. While she loved exploring, she was also too aware of consequences, striking a delicate balance between curiosity and caution. Sometimes she wished she was a little more bold, but on the other hand it would hurt Amma and Avi if something were to happen to her, and they meant everything.
Instead, she focused on AuraSidra's magic lesson, following along as best she could. Magic had never played much into her life, besides the innate talent and the singular spells for the hands and light when she needed it. Her companion's talk of energy exchanges sounded much more intricate than anything she had used before. "I see. So it's kind of like balancing, coaxing the elements rather than commanding. Is that...sort of right?"
Sive had told her, in the beginning, that magic had never come easy to her. Even though the sidhe blood ran in her veins, it had been so thinned by her human side that she had to study long nights and break energies to her will, just as AuraSidra had mentioned. Astarte had always felt slightly kindred to that, learning by words and effort. Even though Sive said that magic was alive in her and most serians, being of the fae, she'd never felt it as effortless as putting her puzzles together. That's why AuraSidra seemed so enchanting to her, perhaps, the way she could paint with lights and pull crystals from midair.
She breathed out in wonder, bending her face to examine the delicate stones. It was rare for her to study the artistry of nature, so caught up she was in fixing the broken things made by human hands. Still, if the music box had taught her anything, it was that the two architectures could be fused, creating a whole new path for her to explore. "They're lovely, AuraSidra."
There was one that drew her attention, a soft rose-colored one shining with a pale light, the moss on it dried to a golden brown like swirls of sand. It reminded her of her childhood home, the warmth and light of sunset over the desert. Shyly, she drew it to her. "I think I'll take this one. Thank you."
Her voice broke into a giggle at AuraSidra's joyous exclamation. "That makes two of us."
Perhaps she hadn't made too many friends as of yet, but she felt that the ones she had made, first Bellatrix and now AuraSidra, were not shallow connections. She had much to learn from them, and much to give perhaps, a fair exchange of knowledge and experience building them through their lives. Well, maybe she was being too optimistic, but she had not reached the age yet where such naivety would be foolish. She tucked the crystal into her bag, then grinned at Aura. "What do you wish to do now?"
((Long but impressive, I feel bad that mine's so short ))