Timestamp: 84th of Fall, 522 A.V.
Tazrae glanced up at a sky full of stars. Zintila’s realm circled around her slowly, bringing a smile to her face. The bard’s feet were bare and padded across the hardwood floor that made up the raised platform that was her bathing chamber. It was open to the world, to the sky, and to every living thing in and around Syka.
Taz liked it like that.
She could inhale deeply, fill her lungs with air, and exhale softly spinning slowly on the platform. She raised her arms, smiling her joy, and tipped her head back. She started singing quietly, maybe to herself, or maybe to the baby asleep in the little bassinet she set on the edge of the decking. Khari was freshly bathed, had been fed, and changed… and was set to sleep for at least three hours unless Tazrae or someone or something else woke her.
So with a soft inhale, Tazrae started singing as she walked around making sure the towels were stocked. She glanced at the empty tray that ran the length of the bathtub and walked to the cupboard at the far side of the raised platform. She swung the doors open, scanned across the items on the shelves and reached in selecting bottles and little jars of things to pamper herself with. She carried an armload over to the tray and loaded it down. Then she walked across the platform, glanced at Khari and smiled to see the baby was awake but not fussing, and slipped into the main pavilion for the wine. She poured herself a glass then took the glass and bottle back to the bathing platform, checking on her infant again as she passed by.
The wine glass and bottle went on the tray within easy reach. Then, Taz began to softly sing.
“There's a moment where we all
Have to choose to fly or fall
Here's yours”
She glanced at the baby and felt absolutely no concern as small four-legged scaled ixam hatchlings slowly crept up on the raised decking, joining her at her song. They wove in and out of her legs, playful, searching, wanting her energy and passion. Some of them even hummed along as if they were going to sing with her. Taz only smiled at them, bending low to carcass an eye ride here and a scaled nape there.
“I see you staring at the sky
As the daylight slowly dies
But there's more, you'll find
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?”
She slowly began to dance as she sang, letting her hips sway and her body move. Her arms stayed out, reaching first left and right as she kept her head tilted up and her eyes to the sky. Tazrae slowly tapped her djed pool and drew her res up out of her core, throwing it out from her. Sunset Res slipped around the room like oversized incandescent lightening bugs. They hit all the wicks at once, causing all the candles to flare to light with the fire Reimancy as Taz concentrated on the next verse of the song. The whole area was bathed in soft candlelight now and beckoned to her… as she made it more and more her place.
“It burns, it breaks
It won't give when it takes
Its not fair, it's not always right
You can waste away in a safer place
You'll get by, you'll survive
But are you alive?
Are you really alive?”