Never Could Tell

[Ralla]

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*huffs and puffs* I'm back! :O

As J'adore began the story, Ralla let all thoughts leave her mind so that it was barren and dark; in time, his words and Aur's emotions would fill the void. There... A light, forming steadily. But it was not a bright light; it was dark and tainted; frightened; lonely. Ralla's brow creased and her mouth set into a straight line, seeing many more lights illuminate around the single one. At this point she could feel the tingle of energy going up and down her arm, transferring Aur's emotions to her soul. They all danced about, but not merrily--they were running. One by one those other lights were snuffed out, leaving the first one all alone again. And such pain and terror she felt from the dark light; such that she wanted to start a flame just so that it could be warmed.

So cold...

Eyes snapping open, Ralla retracted her hand, although it came back stiffly and not at all gracefully. It was as if a frost had entered her blood and frozen her muscles, even as the warm spring air wafted through the hut. Gripping her arms, Ralla knew that the emotions she had been feeling were not her own; they were Aur's, and they were painful. She did not want to elaborate to J'adore just what she had seen, if not out of sheer courtesy for Aur's privacy concerning her inner emotions, but she did say this: "She can stay for as long as she wants." It came out as a hushed whisper, Ralla finding her tongue frozen stiff, too. How terrible it must've been for Aur to endure that; it was far worse than what Ralla had had to escape, and right then she felt terrible for even once complaining about her former situation. There were those with far worse luck and far less opportunities to rekindle their own lives; she was blessed to have had the chance to come to AniWaya. Rubbing her arms a little, Ralla rose and nodded to both J'adore and Aur. "I leave her in your hands, J'adore. Aur...welcome to AniWaya." Perhaps it was because she was a new mother and her maternal instincts were already on the fritz, but after feeling that dark loneliness that was alike to her own before she came here...she only wanted to shelter it and hope it brightened.

Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.

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