2024-07-26 - Shining through - Touching Pt 4

The Tower

Sometimes, Ilrioth thinks, all one can do is put one foot in front of the other. Proverbially speaking in the egg-bound dragonet's case, of course. It had learned this during the quake - for all its efforts to help keep its siblings calm, not everyone was clamed by them. Afterwards had been the same - in light of the collapse, of the death of one of theirs some had fallen to a grief largely untouching by comforting words or songs. All he could be do was to be there for them in those dark times, and to never stop trying to show them the light.

This young human needed that support, that guidance. There was always a silver lining, sometimes we just have to wait for the storm to pass.

Judgement

Triplet thoughts, each flowing into the next with their unique rhythm. Past, present, future. Why could he not just focus on the now? Today was a gift, that's why it is called the 'present', after all. They are here together, minds meeting for the first time. Let that be enough.

Justice

Such clear thoughts, like crystalline bells ringing out! This is a woman of certainties and absolutes - the gray areas and unknowns are things to be viewed with mistrust, even fear. While Ilrioth appreciates her boldness, such black and white thinking is not for him. Why would it be, when there are so many other colors to consider?

Temperance

There were songs about them? This was news to Ilrioth and they dearly wishes this Candidate would go on to share some of these songs. Alas, it seems not to be. No matter, hopefully he will hear them when he, at last, leaves the shell. Ilrioth thinks that joy and sorrow can be contemplated at once if each is given their proper attention, a melody going through changes in key and chord. Let it breathe, let it flow and all will be well.

Strength

Hands of helping, hands that held stories, hands that cared. The mind behind the hands is steady and strong, though he holds doubts as many of the others do, the young man does not let those doubts stop him from doing what he believes is right. While these are not the hands of a Harper, they are hands of a Helper, and that is more than enough. Reaching out, Ilrioth offers this one a lively tune with jaunty fiddle and spritely percussion. Sure, the man could solider it alone, but wouldn't it be better as a pair?

The Chariot

Deafening, dominating, almost violent in its intensity.

Nope, none of that. Move along, you will not find what you are looking for here.