Being called an idiot probably wasn't supposed to make you start smiling like some petching fool, but Dinah couldn't help it. It was about the most encouraging thing that Zhol probably could have said in that moment, really, and there was no doubt in Dinah's mind that he knew it. A typical never-meant insult lingered too long on her tongue to go said before her Twin spoke up again.
Always, her hands flicked in silent promise of the same sentiment he had spoken. It came and went in a flash before her arms suddenly were around him again, pulling Dinah as close as possible to her twin. She knew the hug lasted a tick or two longer than it comfortably should have but right then she didn't really give a shyke. The two of them shared so much, and now there would be this new part of their lives. It didn't feel like the right moment to tell Zhol how much she was glad he had been initiated, how she wasn't separate from him for her Reimancy any longer. It hadn't seemed correct, like there was something seriously out of line with the universe. Just like it didn't seem right that she had Niamh and Zhol had yet to be chosen by a Strider.
The one she couldn't do anything for except wait and hope, the second she had occasionally made mention of to their Mother, but she never had assumed so far that it would actually happen. Now that it had, though? Now she could help.
A deep breath was taken before she slowly released him and slipped away to stand up. Her body ached in protest of the movement, having become far too used to her place of vigil sitting at Zhol's side. "There's a small space just behind the tent," A sheepish smile formed before she continued. "I sort of cleared it out a bit the other day in preparation. Not really sure what you'll be capable of, you know?"
She felt guilty even thinking what followed, the secret hope that whatever element Zhol found naturally would perfectly compliment her own. She knew it wouldn't be water; true they were twins, but they weren't the same. He was her opposite in many ways, but they were so alike in others that together they were an unstoppable team. Maybe it would be air and together the two of them could work alongside their elder sister and find ways to tame and manipulate the storms. Maybe it would be earth and they would create temporary wells and lakes for the camp. Maybe it would be fire and they would wield opposite elements and as they learned and grew they would fill in the others and together they would master them all.
Maybe it was too much to hope for, too much to envision. Not that the impossible had ever stopped Dinah of dreaming big when it came to Zhol and her. They were meant for something great, no matter what their father said, she was certain of it.
Always, her hands flicked in silent promise of the same sentiment he had spoken. It came and went in a flash before her arms suddenly were around him again, pulling Dinah as close as possible to her twin. She knew the hug lasted a tick or two longer than it comfortably should have but right then she didn't really give a shyke. The two of them shared so much, and now there would be this new part of their lives. It didn't feel like the right moment to tell Zhol how much she was glad he had been initiated, how she wasn't separate from him for her Reimancy any longer. It hadn't seemed correct, like there was something seriously out of line with the universe. Just like it didn't seem right that she had Niamh and Zhol had yet to be chosen by a Strider.
The one she couldn't do anything for except wait and hope, the second she had occasionally made mention of to their Mother, but she never had assumed so far that it would actually happen. Now that it had, though? Now she could help.
A deep breath was taken before she slowly released him and slipped away to stand up. Her body ached in protest of the movement, having become far too used to her place of vigil sitting at Zhol's side. "There's a small space just behind the tent," A sheepish smile formed before she continued. "I sort of cleared it out a bit the other day in preparation. Not really sure what you'll be capable of, you know?"
She felt guilty even thinking what followed, the secret hope that whatever element Zhol found naturally would perfectly compliment her own. She knew it wouldn't be water; true they were twins, but they weren't the same. He was her opposite in many ways, but they were so alike in others that together they were an unstoppable team. Maybe it would be air and together the two of them could work alongside their elder sister and find ways to tame and manipulate the storms. Maybe it would be earth and they would create temporary wells and lakes for the camp. Maybe it would be fire and they would wield opposite elements and as they learned and grew they would fill in the others and together they would master them all.
Maybe it was too much to hope for, too much to envision. Not that the impossible had ever stopped Dinah of dreaming big when it came to Zhol and her. They were meant for something great, no matter what their father said, she was certain of it.
"Pavi" | "Common" | "Tukant"
