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Amaranth · 6 years (4/1/2019)

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It was an amusing half-thought to know that 'odd' and 'the usual' could be used in one descriptive sentence to define their lives. But there was much truth behind it, for their lives were nothing but odd, and that was nothing but usual to the members of the Callosum clan. Elysium was a peculiar place, one of magic and spirituality. One of the twisted realities and dream-like trances that swayed far from the normal reality that many experienced.

Amaranth offered her daughter a warming smile, her amethyst eyes blinking slowly. But Aelia seemed troubled by it. By the 'odd usual'.

The golden mother was patient, her curious gaze and thin smile present while the Little Sun spoke. There was a sadness there, that she did not possess otherworldly abilities. (Oh, Aelia, if only she knew that all of these abilities were just those created by tired, deranged, unusual minds.) Her gaze would soften slightly, the haze clearing to display something that resembled empathy buried beneath.

"Do you think... That I'm not worthy of The Five's attention?"

In truth, Amaranth did not know of The Five before meeting Valeska. She did not know of much before meeting Valeska. Her purpose had been to troll the world, waiting for death to take the life that it had missed. It was only when she had met Valeksa that she had become ... alive.

You know ... the Five did not look at me for some time, Amaranth began, head tilt mirroring Aelia's own as she flicked her tail to touch gently along her daughter's flank. I'm not quite sure they even look at me now, she'd continue, pressing her ears forward as she lifted a brow. Blessings, curses, dreams, magic, she continued, her melodic voice chiming like the midday sun, there is more to it than what appears obvious. Her words were cryptic, but they were designed to be soothing. For if you were overtly blessed, were you truly blessed at all?

Sometimes you find things when you are not looking for them. She would lower her muzzle, aiming to press a soft nose into Aelia's cheek. And you, mое Mаленькое Cолнышко , are more than adequate. She would draw her muzzle back, her eyes then suddenly steely and intense. And if The Five disagrees, I shall dispute that with them myself.

Not that she knew how to talk to The Five.

Or even if they were there.

But she would make it a fucking point to try.

Unless ...

Her brows narrowed for a moment. It is not your siblings telling you this, is it? And the air grew still.

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