The world is what we make it

*Eris* · 05-22-2019, 02:13 PM

Eris Pyre

Eris wagged her tail ruefully when Ballad said she had some of their answers. She wasn't sure how helpful she could be, but she was determined to try. They warmed to 'Tor' but the name didn't seem to register. Eris choked a bit - did their memory loss go that deep? Did they forget what was most important to their people? Not remembering Tor... it would be easier to forget her own name. "Oh... Oh no..." She murmured, leaning into Lament's kisses before trotting closer to the direction of Ballad's voice. Eris walked towards her sister's voice until she was nose-to-chest with the other female. "Oh, sister, I am so sorry."

"You look to the sun and moon to ground yourself and restore the balance of the world around you. Tor and Fenris are our deities, the great moon and sun. To not remember them would be my life's greatest loss... apart from losing you again." Eris stopped and took a breath, trying to steel herself to retell the story of their people. She felt woefully unequipped. "Why don't you settle down? Come, lie with me like we used to, and I will tell you all about us - the Ademre." With quick, nervous circles, Eris settled down into a small, tight ball at Ballad's paws. If they shared their warmth and she shared their stories, perhaps something would waken. She waited a moment for her siblings to gather close and then began in a soft, shaking voice. "In the beginning, Tor and Fenris were the makers of the sky above and the stone below..."

To punctuate her story, Eris occasionally tapped her paws upon her siblings, saying things like awe, happiness, longing. Together, they would remake the memories they had lost. Even if Eris had to spin them from dust, she would dutifully recreate them. No sacrifice was too great for her family.

"Speech"|"Ademic"

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