you know i'm never alone

[Risa]

Risa is not pleased about the return of the sun and she shrinks into whatever shadows she can find to avoid it a little longer, though its arrival had spread warmth across her body (and she has not yet noticed how her dapples shimmer in its light now). The world that the new sun illuminates is not exactly filled with vivid colour yet but it is bright to her, bright and burning, after so long in the afterlife where everything was a haze of grey. Although she has not returned to the beach, she knows with a sinking feeling that it is too late to wander back into the world of the dead the way that she had wandered here. If she wants to go back, she’s going to need to die again. For now, it remains only slightly tempting. She tries to tell herself to give it time, see if she’ll adjust. This time, death will surely be permanent. She is sheltering behind one of the large oaks (not a great shelter, since she is unable to crawl into its branches the way she wishes) when she spots him - her dark eyes widening a little as he moves through the meadow and the plants shift to life behind him. It is both beautiful and terrifying how much colour there is in the world now. She's not yet learned to feel self-conscious about how little of it she holds. Even her blue eyes are nearly black. Risa is not feeling particularly brave but she forces herself out from behind her not-shelter and a little more into the light when she asks in her wraith-thin voice “Is this what the world is supposed to look like?” Her gaze not on him but on the revived plants in his wake.

@[crowns]