[private] will never be pretty

[Straia]

sometimes we want what we want --
    -- even if we know it’s going to kill us.

She waits. Greta will come, of that there is no doubt. The only thing Straia does not know is what the girl will want. Eight has never been kind enough to grant her the freedom of choice, something that Straia believes every child should be given. Children were not merely useful tools to be used and disposed of at will. They were lives that could be shaped into something far greater.

Though it is not boring waiting. There is much for Straia to do in the wake of the attack. She cannot bring herself to call it a war for it was no such thing. It was children playing at war while Ghaul was off doing...honestly, she doesn’t really know. Other than to bring chaos, a goal she had once had herself, she does not know the point of his actions. Even her chaos had had a point. She’d put the Chamber back on the map, made it something to be feared again.

Now she wanted something greater still, not that this was surprising. But Pangea was left dead and empty, or near enough, in the aftermath. Some of her job would simply be to rebuild, so in a Beqanna with so many lands there was only so much anyone could do. It was on the list of problems she would like to remedy in this Beqanna…

Today, she simply works on restoring the flooded land, continuing to decrease the waters, removing ice. She had used a lot of magic in the beginning simply to make it safe again, and now she makes it...well, not pretty, but better. Pangea would never be pretty, really.

-- straia

the raven queen

@[greta]