Consuming Power
06-23-2013, 01:43 PM
Cascading drops of water pelted her thick coat, her small frame, shiver under the cool affects. Wet, she appeared more of a black and dark brown. Golden eyes, broke the dull colors of her coat, and stared at the ash colored female before, taking in her words quietly. A few moments breaths would escape her chest, as she mulled over Elphaba?s words, and considered her own rebuttal. Her jaws would part, revealing her dainty teeth as she spoke again. Her voice warm, and a slight smile to her jaws. ?I fear, my friend, that beauty is a compliment far too deserved for you. There has always been beauty in ashes, if one had the open mind to see it. Ash covers new life, promoting its growth and allowing its own inner beauty to seep through. ? Like the riddling words of Elphaba, her own came across a riddle, and idly she wondered how her words would be received. Though, she did not dwell on it, it seemed strange to Eris that the consuming power of grief she had experienced just moments before Elphaba stepped into the clearing, and into her life- had all but dissipated from her heart, leaving a dull ache in its wake as she talked with the other lady. She tried to remind herself, that there was a beauty in grief, and that it strengthened people- rather than weakening them. Tears held a sacred power to a healer, a sign that there was still something left to lose. They were a reason to fight. A reason to hold on. Speech... |