i am the mace, the map, the fall and the high
There is so much innocence in the frown that creases her lips, the confusion that his actions cause. It is obvious even to Reave, who has not yet grown so much that he has truly left all his own naivete behind him. Reave, who is surprised to find her so confident she would change colors again. He tilts his head and peers at her with a growing curiosity, wondering at this odd girl who is not so very much younger than he.
When she asks if he would like to see, he knows immediately that he would. But he does not need them to traipse over to the glowering branches to do so. He does not need them to, but he finds himself wanting them to. And perhaps beyond the trees, there would be more. Has she truly witnessed anything beyond the meadow and the forest? Seen the wonders this continent possesses?
He rather doubts it. A doubt he easily confirms. And though Reave has been seeking wonders almost from the day of his birth, he has not yet come anywhere close to seeing them all. But he had always loved sharing his misadventures far better than when he went alone.
“Yes, show me.” He agrees because he hopes it will only be the start. His slightly crooked grin filled with impish delight serves to highlight that desire. A foreshadowing of the next words to fall from his lips. “Is it only the shadows? Or are there other things too?”
Did she even know? If not, he would be remiss if he didn’t help her find out.
reave
@[Israfel]