2024-07-18 - Reassurances (The Believers)

And here, there were more; the next group a curious bunch.

The World was hopeful; he wanted to do so much, but the what and the whys were indistinct, the overall impression one who would march quaveringly into the unknown. Waves of uncertainty, Rioth a means to an end that never existed. It was too strange for her; she passed with a mindful greeting.

The Wheel was considered; they had a way about them that saw them roll through the tides with a rather even-keeled outlook, a perpetual "we'll see." Perhaps a calming force for some, but they were not for Rioth.

They did however have a thought that was magnified alarmingly in Death. There was sorrow for being left Standing, flickers of hope for "maybe next time" that were nearly doused completely in Death's mind.

"Hello. It is all right, it is all right! There are many here for you. I'm not one of them, I don't think. But it will be okay! Things can't stay like this forever - see, most of us are here. We celebrate that even when we mourn! Your friend is here somewhere. They just need out of their shell."

The impulse to speak to this group only intensified as Rioth pored over some and glanced over others. That Moon was curious - he might need some help. She could be his partner, she could give him that space that he might not even have known he'd needed...but would that be enough for her?

The Sun and the Star were similar. To each, she'd reached a mental embrace at once, a warm song of goodness and reassurance that she wished would envelop them both; it was the Star from whom she parted, last.