Beautiful Soul
10-03-2013, 03:46 PM
It was strange to imagine that her parents existed long before she'd ever been born. Ara knew they were much, much older than her -- and that they'd lived so many years already -- but it seemed very weird to her and difficult to imagine. They'd met when they were young, about her age, and had many children together. And it seemed she had half-siblings, she gathered, which meant they had different fathers. Her eyes swam with confusion, but so much curiosity too.
Though she wanted badly to meet them all, she understood that it was not quite so easy. It could be a month's journey to find them, and winter was coming soon; it was no time for traveling. "Wow," she said, clear awe in her voice. "I wish I could meet them all. Were any of them like me?" It was an innocent question, but she wondered if any of her siblings were soft-spoken and thoughtful like her. "I know daddy has told me that I would have really liked hid uncle. Baldev, his name was." Bronze had told her about other family, too, but the list was long and he had been somewhat vague with information.