ooc: hehehe. She is so going to want to check up on him later and see how he's fairing after this.
She found his compliment to her advise quite generous; calling her ramblings wise other than the hastily construed words she knew them to be. But as long as she was able to help in some way, she was glad and offered her young friend a smile in seeing his mood brighten. Even if by a little.
“What I offer is made of my own experiences and perceptions,” she confessed. After all, like him, she was but a humble creature on this living plain that could not reveal the greater truths as the ancestors could. “There might be meaning in the relationships you have made and the love you experience with them. While sense if a blessing that should not be squandered or set aside, by word to you is to no completely close yourself off to the possibilities that you may not yet foresee.” From the young male, her gaze turned to the afternoon sky, peering beyond the endless blue as if anticipating to see the face of her forebear looking down upon her with their eyes alight with wisdom. “No encounter is made without a purpose, though it may not yet be known to us now. Eventually it will come to light and we will understand then why it has come to pass.”
With these words, she recounted her coming to these lands of Nova Scotia, the kindred spirit she found in Vesper which flourished into a wonderful friendship when their meeting was thought to be by ‘chance’. A plan had began to unfold then, one she could not rightly see. The spirits had seen in her heart and need for a friend and to her silent desire, they replied in their strange, mysterious ways. Perhaps in Jiva there was a silent desire as well they sought to fulfill through this strange means of dual love. And at the complications of it all, the woman could not help but smile.
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