hold high in the lowlands; woolf

[Kora]

It was near dawn, and she had yet to sleep. As she ventured out beneath a night-darkened sky, she was afforded a certain solitude which she found more necessary at present. Despite the season, a trail of snow falls in her footsteps. Leander’s sickness had been worsening in the past few days, and yet he refused to leave her on the Isle in order to seek out a healer. Her brother had told her of their relatives in Hyaline – some she had known from before, some whose names were those of strangers – and of a potential healer in the neighbouring safe zone. Yet while it was all-too clear that he felt drawn to return there, she found the prospect less appealing than Lee. Of course, the old Kora would have gone with him without question, tailing along in his wake like a lost weanling. Pathetic. Ever since her resurrection from the waters mere weeks ago, she had looked back on her prior existence with what could only be described as distaste. Old memories left a twinge of bitterness on her tongue and a curious pulselessness in her veins; and now Leander’s presence served to constantly remind her of them. It wasn’t that she disliked her brother – she knew she must care for him in some capacity, otherwise she would have told him outright that she wasn’t about to go with him. Instead, she felt a strange disconnect between thought and emotion. In her mind, she knew she should care about the things he held dear. She would have cared, back before she’d succumbed to the ocean all those years ago. After all, their lost brother was the link which had finally united Kora and Rhy – and now that he was here, she should be feeling something. She should be thrilled at their reunion. She should be anxious to know every detail of the life he’d lived with their parents in faraway lands. She should feel concerned for his health, and she should want to go with him to get the help he so desperately needed. Perhaps she was done with ‘should.’ kora vanished winterchild of riagan and rayelle

@[laura] xD