Wednesday's Child is Full of Woe

When Fiametta drew the conclusion that they weren't all that different, Mariah only gave a nod in acknowledgment. Clearly, the lake had generally alluring characteristics if she wasn't the first to get caught on its banks. But then, the older girl's statement registered. "Was?" She inquired. No, she hadn't seen a lot of Elysium's territory for herself yet- just the island as of yet. But there wasn't really anything interesting that she could tell- other than the dying herb garden. But the change of seasons would eventually ruin that.  Withdrawing her wandering gaze from the glassy surface of the water, she looked up to her sister. "Do you have a new favorite place?" Not that she was overly interested. But it seemed to be the thing to ask to continue some kind of semblance of a conversation.

"It seems that they are a packaged deal." Mariah observed while looking away once more. Granted, she didn't really know any of her older siblings. But it seemed that every time she encountered one of them -Ava or Sara- the other wasn't too far behind. "How do you bother Avacyn without bothering Saracyn?" She asked casually. Honestly, she didn't fancy bothering either one of them. Maybe one day that would change, or she would encounter a reason to do so.