[private] we made a garden of the love we found

[aestas]

There’s an ease living here amongst her sisters like this. Something of an understanding between them that can only come from having spent their entire lives together. They know one another intimately, know the ins and outs—the things that make them tick, that make them happy, that make them sad. It’s a bond that Aestas knows could never be broken, that could never even be compromised. More so even than the love that they have for and with their parents or their other siblings. Theirs was something different still.

So she doesn’t feel bad when she gets an annoyed look from her sisters and she just grins again, shaking of the faint water that splashes onto her. Curious, she looks closer to her sleeping wintery sister, eyes narrowing a little as she tries to discern whether she was actually asleep or just feigning it. Unsure, but feeling somewhat charitable, she reaches for the heat around them again, but this time, she draws it away from Camelia, leaving the air around her colder than it had been just moments before. It wasn’t in her nature to make things cool, but she gladly takes the heat toward herself, wrapping herself in it.

It would provide at least some relief, she thinks.

Not prompting her sister to wake again, she looks back to her other sisters with her grin not budging from her fine face. “I think the real question is what we should do once she does wake up,” she casts a glance toward the ocean behind them before looking back. “Do we want to swim today?” she asks with a laugh, knowing that not all of them were as keen on the idea as she was, “Or perhaps travel to somewhere new!”

so you should get on board with someone whose course is steadier than mine
you should get on board with someone whose eyes are on the horizon, not on the skies

@[silene]