All in a Dream

[Samaena]

Lillith Luminatti: Indeed, sitting within her room alone.. so very alone.. she would slowly lift her head. Looking towards the French doors as a 'breeze' wafted through her glistening mane.. a presence felt. A narrowing of her eyes, her jaw setting as her instant reaction took over at first, anger at just who or what would dare invade her territory. But that would ease as mercury pools washed about the room, and realization set in. Lids would lower, her head would hang, and she would fall back amongst her pillows to curl into a ball. Arms wrapping about herself as she tried so very hard to wash away the pain of her loss. " Theoren.. I love you.." Words spoken to little to late she knew. But she had to speak them aloud. Maybe he heard her, maybe not. He would not want her to mourn overly much. She could see it now, that flashing smile of his the murmured "Ma cherie.. don't fret over lil' ol' me. I ain't worth it.." But he was, oh damn straight he was. A sigh, a soft sob as she allowed the memories of his smile, his handsomeness, his crass wonderful ways to slowly fade, for really there were more important matters to attend to. Aeron needed her, and there was only one way to get to her now. Closing her eyes as she remained curled there atop her soft bed, she would call forth her Goddess. There Lillith would lie, silver tears streaking her pale cheeks, as her Goddess came to her. I know. The Child needs us, and to her We shall go. For now it shall be within her dreams. But as the days wear on, We may need to go to her even when she is awake.. " I know.." Words spoken past her lips not nearly as rosebud red as they once were. Lillith had spent much time in her room now, alone, not eating. How could she when her sister was in such dire need. So with a final sigh, as her body slowly relaxed, she sent her Goddess free, searching out the dreaming mind of her Sprite.

Aeron Luminatti: It was no time for games, as much as the little one would have loved to have whiled away the time, dashing from tree to tree. To play among the tall grasses. The hide and seek would have been perfect but her charge needed to know, she needed to know that there was someone waiting, someone that loved her dearly and come hell or high water would have done anything and everything within her power to help. This time she merely stepped out from the tree she had been hiding behind and approached the goddess without word, without question. Simply taking her hand in her own to lead the way to Aeron's dreams. It took naught but a blink of an eye till they could stand and watch the sleeping child. Cued within folds of silk, still weak, still pale but her inner strength shone through. Inner thoughts were in turmoil as the dreams formed one image and then the next. So many memories, fleeting glimpses of her Father, of Lillith, of Evie and Ben. There were so many faces and beneath it all the underlying regret of not being able to say what she really would have liked to. That she'd miss them, that she wished she had done tings so differently. They never lasted…for the light that caused her to squint became so very bright and the settling feeling that came over her to staunch her nightmares had her breaths settle to an even pace once more. "Lil?" a small voice echoed with question. The scent of lilac made it seem redundant but at least she knew.

Lillith Luminatti: Grasping the Girls hand, she would smile down upon her. The Child was weak, yet not overly so. Aeron was fighting between her fae and her Luminatti. Not really sure which way she should go. Led so easily within Aerons Dream, her presence would be indefinable. The silver light pouring from her both intense and warm, such Power and such love combined. Lilac was thick now, so much so that even as Aeron lay there dreaming, Lillith scent poured through the very room she was in, Noas room. Mingling with peaches, overwhelming, engulfing. For now, Lillith and her Goddess were One. Noa perhaps would be able to sense Lillith there, feel her presence, be able to grasp Aeron hand as she slept and catch a glimpse of this woman now coming to view within Aerons mind. Yes my Sprite.. We are here.. She would step forth, this shining female all of silver. from her wavy hair, to her shimmering gown, to her soft flesh. Yet her eyes were the most wondrous thing of all. Swirling hues of mercury, eyes one wanted to fall within, for there you would find peace. There within those pools there was no pain, only love. Leaning down, she would gather Aeron within her arms tight, pulling her close, working her fingers through those petal soft locks. We hare here my Sprite, and We shall not leave. Tell Us, tell Us everything.. Her voice was even of silver, soft silver bells, yet was this not the true voice of Lillith herself? This voice that could lull the most angered to submission, this voice that could bellow forth with such command.

Aeron Luminatti: Such a huge relief felt and shared as she was ready, so very ready and willing to sink into those arms that would gather her up. Just taking the longest of moments to breathe in that lilac…just feel she was home. Even if it was for a moment "I want to go home Lil" whispered so softy. She really waned to be able t leave the chambers Noa had been good enough to lend her. It was far better than the cell she had been placed within before. The bite of the iron was fading from her flesh, thanks to Noa and the water he had used but this…even now as she sought comfort within those loving arms…the broken flesh was healing, her hands becoming what they once were. The fire was leaving her and she felt so much better. Not from the healing, just knowing Lillith could still reach her even here despite the link she had severed before. Perhaps Lillith might have found within her hair the feather she had been left, opalesque white trimmed with gold…she'd not leave this one behind. It had been fastened within her hair while the Luminatti gathered strength for the Fae. "I'm just waiting now Lil. It should all be over soon" there was hope in her tone. If there was anyone she had faith in it was the woman with her now. "He took me out of the hole and took away the pain, he helped me with that…I just want to come home" only she could not. Not yet anyway. Aeron had to see this through and Lillith would know that.

Lillith Luminatti: She indeed would note the feather, and a sense of loss would well through her, something surely Aeron would feel. Yet it was there and gone again so quickly. Crooning softly against Aerons head, allowing her vision to linger perhaps a bit too long upon the feather before nodding, returning once again to the task at hand. Gathering one of Aerons hand within her own, lacing their fingers, scowling upon the scarring upon those delicate wrists. We want you home my Sprite, We want you home so very bad. But We know that this that you are dealing with now is important. To you and to Us. Her fingers would work over the wounds now healed, and Aeron would feel the rush of anger. A white hot knife cutting through the very air, a hiss of malice sweeping through the room. And even though this too would be brief, it would remain lingering there. They have harmed you. We do not pretend to know the laws of your Homeland Our Sprite, but We will not stand idly by while you are harmed. We have learned enough of your Fae side to know that what you did is punishable with heavy hands. Banishment or death. We tell you now Our Sprite, that death is not an acceptable verdict. Retribution will be swift if such a thing comes to pass.

[Samaena]

Aeron_Luminatti: How could she not feel the wash of emotion of her sister, she may have been half blood but she was still Luminatti through and through. The Little One sat so very quietly upon the dresser swinging her legs nonchalantly, just watching and waiting. Till Lillith has mentioned death. It wont come to thatso few words spoken with such a weight and wisdom behind in underlying tones. A shrug of small shoulders offered. It all seemed so matter of fact to the Little One. Aeron glanced back and she had to smile. Adoring eyes for the child, but it was only a glance. "He wont let it come to that" she was of course referring to Noa. He had not said much to that effect but she knew deep down. "The pain I can live with Lillith" looking up then and reaching to smooth her fingertips over the bridge of Lil's nose. "You made it better. Look!" she offered up her hands and wriggled her slender fingers. There was no fire lingering upon her flesh any longer. The scarring was minimal…though the only scars and that couldn't be touched was that upon the sole of her foot and that which lay at her throat. A gift and a curse rolled into one defining brand. She'd limp a little while longer yet. "Don't worry Lil. I'll be fine" such a brave face? No…she knew there was another watching out for her

Lillith Luminatti: She too glancing to the Child, giving a knowing nod. Indeed it will not come to that. She would scowl and give a derisive snort at the mention of him , settling her gaze hard upon Aeron. We know your strength Aeron. Yet We also know how you are torn. Torn between the Fae and the Lumnatti. We ask you not to choose, but we do ask that you remember Us. Remember who has been there, who has raised you. Who has made sure at -all- times that you were safe with as much of Our ability We could muster. Sighing softly, brushing gentle fingertips under Aerons chin just after the soft rub to her nose, she would allow a smile, full of warmth and understanding. We cannot help but worry Our Sprite. It is in Our nature. We ask one thing. Do not put your complete trust in this.. male. We are aware of the feelings between the two of you, but this is your very life that is at stake. We trust no one with that but Ourselves and you. We give to you now Our strength, so you may go through this ordeal with the Power of the Luminatti. these Fae must realize they deal with more then just one of their own.. With that, her hands would come up to cup Aerons face, leaning in to place what would seem a chaste kiss upon her brow. Yet with this kiss she would deliver a gift. Strength would flow into Aeron. Strength that was Lillith herself, flowing through Aeron, infusing her. Indeed now her sister would be able to face the Lords and ladies, with cheeks no longer pale, and with her head held high, her shoulders strong. leaning back again, deep mercury eyes would delve in sweet crystal blue. We give to you the gift of Us Our Sprite. take Us with you in your ordeal, and hold yourself strong. Let them see that you may indeed be fae, but that the Luminatti within you is Powerful as well. Let them see that you have other family, family that will never leave your side. Through anything.

Aeron Luminatti: It wasn't as though she had a choice in the matter. The gift offered so freely, without pause was accepted gracefully. Merely closing her eyes as that kiss was placed upon her brow. A heavy sigh as that strength did indeed surge through her small frame. Lillith was felt through and through, almost as though she were a part of the woman herself and she would stand all, hold her head high and face whatever she needed to face. There were many trials and tribulations that life still had to offer. She wasn't ready to die, nor give up so readily on her birthright. "I told him I'd stay Li. If I had to. If that's the way it has to be I will stay, I will claim what is rightfully mine, I will remain at his side but it wont change anything." She wholly meant what she said. She would still be a part of Lillith's life within the Lumination, she would still be there to steal Jesse's pies. She'd still throw her tantrums in the bar as and when the fancy took but she would also be the Sprite her Mother intended her to be. "I can do it Lil. I've been doing it for so long now…only the ties will be different. I have to, even if it is to spite Him…" she sneered slightly at the recollection of her Father, only imagining the rage as she completed a part of a destiny he would not have seen for one of his own. "I might not have known her Lil but…for her too. For you" with that she reached up and cupped her sisters face within her hands. Tables were turning all around "To make you proud…I know somehow that it's what you'd have had me do anyway. This is just sooner rather than later. If…it turns out that this is what I must do." She meant every word. "For you…My Mother, My Strength, My friend" her words trailed away as did her touch. However, her last came with a hug. Arms wrapping about her sister with all she could give. Those three little words were never, ever held back for Lillith. "I love you Lil. Wild horses couldn't keep me from you" a simple truth poured forth with all her heart and spirited soul.

Lillith Luminatti: Listening to the words poured forth from her sisters heart, gathered within her sisters arms, she would give in as well and hold Aeron so very tight. Burying her face within quicksilver locks, allowing sleek tears to fall. Yet these tears were not of loss, they were of pure unadulterated love. Sighing softly, pulling away gently, she would sweep her fingers through stray tendrils of hair hiding Aerons face, smiling softly. We understand. We hate it and think it's crap, but We understand. We are pleased that all of our sisters have found their destiny, in one way or another.. Her smile would fade slightly, thinking on Skargod, a scowl marring her lovely brow. And We very much understand doing anything to spite Him. He would howl with rage if he knew you were taking that what your Mother left you. He will surely turn in his grave. What a wonderful notion.. She was staring off into nothing, musing, remembering her own times with their Father. Oddly enough, he had not been so harsh with Lillith. Perhaps it was her willingness to go into battle with him, even if it was to heal the wounded. Perhaps it was her willingness to allow him to teach her weapons. He gave her, her affinity for guns. Yet he was a brute, a scoundrel, an over all terrible man, and she would never forgive him the transgressions he did against her siblings. Gathering in a breath she would again smile, kissing Aerons cheek. We understand, and we will abide by any decision you go with. You know that always you have a home at the Lumination, and perhaps when this is over, you will bring this.. her face would screw up slightly, still not liking the fact of a man in her sisters life.. jealousy perhaps?.. male.. to visit with you. We would like to meet the one who seems so willing to stand between Our sister and the fae royalty.

Aeron_Luminatti: Perhaps at times the young Luminatti was underestimated but all she could do was grin as thoughts of Skargod turning in his grave had Lillith so bemused. "I would have liked to have known her. Or remembered" but she had lacked for nothing. Lillith had made sure of that, just as she had made sure to teach the rights and wrongs. Maybe it had been Aeron's choice to not remember the worst parts of her early life. Most of her memories of home were of her sisters, the scents and how they never managed to be able to win when playing hide and seek outdoors. Even the terrible times when they had cowered beneath their beds, or in the attic. Even the cupboard under the stairs always reminded her of Cleo. Still it was past and she sighed heavily. "I'm glad you came Lil" How was it she always knew when she needed her most. No kick in the pants this time, just love and assurances. "Why didn't Evie come?" a fruitless questions the thought as soon as she had asked. Ben was home and she needed to make a family of her own, the three of them needed the time and she had tried as hard as she could to keep them out of her troubles. "You know why I did what I did, don't you Lil?" soulful blues looked up at her sister. Perhaps looking for the right words…through the pain and grieving, perhaps the understanding. She hadn't known the man as well as Lillith had but she had seen enough the night she wore the dress and glittered like the diamonds upon the small ripples of the ocean…she had remained out of sight and she hadn't lingered. It was enough to see them dance and smile as she took to the wood. Never would she tell Lillith what she had seen but…there were no words she could offer her, no amount of love given could make up for that she had lost.

[Samaena]

Lillith Luminatti: Curled there next to Aeron, this Goddess dressed in silver gossamer yet still so very Lillith, she would sigh at the mention of Evita. Shaking her head slightly, playing her nails absentmindedly over the scars upon Aerons wrist. We cannot speak fro Evita. I am sure she thinks on you, and worries. Yet she is lost within her son I am sure. She is also aware that We would never allow harm to come to you. She is a Mother Aeron, a Mother that has been without her son for overly long. He is her life. Do not be angry with her for that. Yet she would look down and away as Aeron asked her other question. She could not stop the look of pain that washed over her features, lacing her own fingers together so very tight. Her eyes would close, and oddly enough, she too would remember the night she had danced with Theoren Roullier. One of the rare times she had played dress up. Put on a gown, done her hair. All to have dinner and dance with the man she couldn't admit to loving. She would nod, a heavy sigh passing through her lips. Our Sprite, We understand the whys of your actions more then you probably know. We would have done the same thing, and all for him. All to make him whole, to make him happy. All to make his existence complete. She would turn her head, closing her eyes, her voice dropping to a whisper. We love him so very much, and We never told him.. Gathering in a breath, she would lift her head, tossing her hair from her face, looking at Aeron with that ever present strength within her. But that matters not now. You matter the most, and We believe in you.

Aeron Luminatti: There was no anger in Aeron whatsoever. She knew how much the children meant to her and she was not…a Mother. Simply nodding, accepting this was how it was going to be. Content knowing that at least Evie co lave that with her son now. She had done her part, protecting the boy as had been needed at the time. She'd have the time with him and now it really was Evita's turn, she could not begrudge her that. Thoughts of Elg and her question was not spoken. She saw and felt the lash of the pain from Lillith as Theoren and what she had done was spoken of. At least Lillith understood and she was no blamed for her actions. It dint stop her feeling so very bad though. Feeing as though she had, had a hand in the man's death, even if it was to set him free. The lump in her throat was swallowed back, eyes widened as Lillith actually spoke of the love she had for Theoren….not for such a long time had she heard those words from her sisters lips and the tears stung her eyes. She could offer nothing more than an affectionate kiss to Lillith's lilac scented cheek…it didn't matter if it were a combination of the goddess within her sister. Here the dreams were as real as the waking world Lillith knew so well. "I'm so sorry Lil" her voice was merely a whispered breath, as her gaze met that of Lillith's. There was nothing else she could say, so again her arms would curl about the woman before her and she snuggled in, wanting nothing more than to make that pain go away. Just as Lillith had done for her so many times before. She'd not let them down.

Lillith Luminatti: She would smile softly, shaking her head, wrapping Aeron up in her loving arms. Wiping away her tears. Funny, she hadn't cried this much in many a year, and all for the love of a man that was now gone from her forevermore. Leaning into the kiss she would murmur softly, reveling in this time they had together. No worries Our Sprite. No need to be sorry. Had it not been you thought brought his demise it would have been someone else. He had sought it for so very long. As it is, We are happy that it was you. This way, it still keeps him with Us, in some small way. He adored you Aeron, well and truly. Holding her sister for a few more long moments, soon enough she would pull away, moving to stand, gazing with sheer adoration upon her little sibling. We must go now, but We have complete faith that you will come through this. We will be with you through every moment, and all you must do is call.. if you need Us to be here in body.. Aeron would know full well what Lillith meant. For though Aeron was within the Homelands, Lillith would still find a way to be at her side physically if needed. Come hell or high water. Lillith most certainly had the Power. With a final kiss upon silken brow Lillith would smile, and with a lilac filled breeze of summer warmth she would be gone. Gone to remain laying upon her bed, to once again immerse herself within the memory of her love lost. To remain there, in case Aeron called. It was all Lillith had left, and she would cling to it with every fiber of her being.

Aeron Luminatti: Oh how she soaked up those reassurances, they really did make all the difference. To hear the from Lillith meant so much. Aeron would always remember how she had felt as she watched Theoren take the Heart from her hands…what she had seen…how he had cried with the agony of it all, the sound of his voice before he had walked away. Nothing could take that from her. Each move Lillith made was carefully gauged and she felt as though the lump in her throat would surely choke her to death. A foolish thought had her perhaps cling to a hope that she'd be going back to the Lumination with her sister…but it wasn't going to happen. Taking a deep breath to bite it all back and hold it deep inside, she kept from reaching out, she kept from speaking her thoughts though she knew they'd have been known and felt. "I know" was all she managed before Lillith vanished from sight. The Little One had gone too…back to the Lumination to watch over Lillith at least…it was where Aeron wanted to be at that time, Lillith needed her and it was the best she could do. "I miss you…" a whisper to linger on in Lillith's mind as sleep took the woman, the lingering scent of peach to keep Lil company. A Reminder that she would be home, and soon if she had her way. With or without a guest. It mattered not. - Aeron remained asleep, a deep and peaceful sleep that brought no dreams, not now…but the scent of Lilac would linger through Noa's chambers.

[Samaena]

Theoren Roullier: "Aeron... Aeron it's time to wake up." The voice ran over her mind like water over limestone. It was the voice of the angel that she had given everything for. "Wake up, Aeron, there isn't much time." The entity watched from its state of transition as the little fae girl groggily opened her eyes and lifted her head. Noa's chambers were a stark change from the hole in the ground he had found her in upon his last visit. Crawling out from under the bed and peering around what appeared to be an empty room, there was that same safe feeling, the warm and humid wind that served to make Maedryn's presence known to those of the material world. As she turned her head, there, suddenly and from no place corporeal was a figure cloaked entirely in a coarse linen wrap. Dressed as a monk of days of old the figure was covered head to toe in the milky white rags that made up his robes, hands covered and together around the front and a large hood shielding his face from her eyes. "I don't have much time here, Aeron." Said the familiar voice as he advanced a few steps further, a pair of human hands reaching up to pull the worn cloth back from an angel's face. Eyes of gold stared down at the little fae, thin locks of red and gold streaked hair falling around a handsome face the did not bear a smile. Not this time. "You must be very quiet, little sprite. No one knows I am here." He moved to stand in front of her and next to the bed. His voice was soft so as not to draw any unwanted attention from the Fae guards outside the room. "I have been forbidden by the council to take this form and interfere with the affairs of the mortals. I have fought it, but they are adamant. I cannot outright defy them. They do not know I've come here... But I will keep my promise to you. I have permission to speak at your trial." A pause as golden eyes shimmered in the pale light as he watched her for a moment's time, perhaps holding something back, perhaps looking at something she could not see. "I need to know all of the details. Please, Aeron, I have only a few minutes. My energy is still thin and I cannot hold this form for long."

Aeron Luminatti: Aeron didn't want to wake up. Her dream of Lillith had left her warm and feeling as though she were back home, but the awareness that came as that voice told her to wake came with that sinking feeling of being trapped, being unable to run free upon the wings of the wind "Lillith?" a really sleepy and groggy whisper left her as she crawled out from underneath the bed, only there was no Lillith to be found. Now was still missing and as the voice came from the confines of the hooded robe she listened carefully. Perhaps it was just as well she recalled the tones that spoke to her "Theoren?" she knew him as no other name and she took a tentative step toward him. Told that she was to be very quiet she merely looked wide-eyed and clamped her mouth shut. The last thing she needed was the guards to come bowling in and she was supposed to be sleeping. Noa would have thrown another tantrum and things wouldn't fare well for her at all. Breath was held as he revealed his features…he was stunning to behold and she felt already the tears pricking the backs of her eyes again though she could not let those tears betray her any more. Blinking hurriedly and whispering frantically as she closed the gap between them, reaching out to touch…to make sure he was really real "I don't know how you got in here but you shouldn't have" a worried glance around him to the door. Panic had set in and she was rushed as she told him what he needed to know. "I don't know anything. Noa hasn't told me anything much at all. He wont let me out of here and he wont let anyone in. I know someone came to speak to him but…" she shrugged, she wasn't sure what to think "Al I know is that I cant leave these chambers and that I have to wait till they come for me" what else could she tell him. "Don't you get into trouble on my account Theoren, I couldn't bear it again"

Theoren Roullier: He shook his head and laid a single finger to her mouth. "They won't see me." He said matter of factly. He was worried not that the Fae would see him and become alarmed, but that the angelic host would. Then he would be in trouble. In the old days it was him who dragged the criminals and offenders before the Seraphim council for judgment. He never wanted to be on the receiving end of that. But this was too big of an issue to concede on. "I made a promise, Aeron, I have to stick to that. My mentor may disagree, but you saved me. I must return that graciousness." He bowed his head and took her hands in his. She wanted to go home. He could feel that much. His skills of permeating the mortal mind and reading thoughts was minimal. It was more the job of the Elohim to do that. He was simply a liaison between the Host and the corporeal plane. He could take her home... with but a thought he could snatch her away and send her back to the Lumination. But he knew she would have none of it. And if the council found out- which he was certain they would- he would be brought before them and reprimanded for meddling in mortal affairs yet again and being newly reinstated that could cause some major damage to him. "I am so sorry to have been the cause of all of this, Aeron. What you did for me gave me back everything in the world. The creature you saw is gone, but to a large extent so is much of my freedom to act on what I find morally unjust. I am strictly forbidden from all interactions with the mortals like this, even those I ... loved." A lump rose in his throat. Had he been mortal, had nerve endings, felt pain- it would have hurt. "How is Lillith? I saw her but I had not the energy to speak to her. I saved that to tell you that I was watching." Golden eyes lifted up and his gaze locked on her face, hands gently lifting as well and cupped her face, fingers weaving through her hair. His hands were warm and so comforting, almost like a mother's, and his eyes a reassurance that she was not alone. "And I was watching. I am always watching. I will continue to keep both eyes on you until this whole thing is done and over with. You and your family. I owe you that much. Consider me on loan until this whole thing gets fixed."

Aeron Luminatti: There was a total understanding as he had said that he wouldn't be seen. She knew all about that. However, there was the simple fact that had anyone came in, they would have thought her crazy for interacting with and speaking to thin air. The thought brought small smile. "Don't you worry about me" she had told Lillith the same thing. Lillith…her scent still lingered the memory of her touch, the kiss upon her brow, the gift of the Goddess. Perhaps Theoren might have noticed…her wounds had healed and left minimal scarring. She looked better, she felt better and she was altogether brighter. "Don't be sorry. I'd do it over again if you asked." She told simple truths. "Did you find your family?" that was her main concern, really all she wanted to know. She knew about the lack of freedom, to be able to come and go as she chose to…she did want to go home but she was home. She belonged here as much as she did the Lumination but…she could still not come and go as she would have wished. However, it became harder to hold back the tears as he cupped her face in his hands and asked about Lillith. "She was just here…" her whisper wavered as she struggled to keep her lower lip from quivering and the tears from spilling "She needs you more than I do Theoren…she loved you. She actually said the words" with that she sobbed, as softly as she could and shook her head from his grasp to look away. He should have known the gravity of what she had just said. "Go to her, please…" she looked back and implored "If I need you I'll call?" she was offering a damn good compromise. This way they were all happy? Lillith would at least get to see. She deserved that much!

[Samaena]

Theoren Roullier: A smile, a genuine and beautiful smile. "Yes... I did get to see them. They are well, my mother and sister, and just as beautiful as I remembered them the day before they died. I have never cried so hard in my life, mortal or otherwise." He admitted with an increasing glow around him as the smile and the happy feeling of completion came to remind him how blessed he'd become. As she pulled away and spoke of Lillith the warmth faded. The poor woman... And the words Aeron spoke hit him like a lead weight. She loved him. She still loved him. Golden eyes closed. He had loved her too. But now, with Iolair, his new found homeland, the decree of the council... it was.. not possible, was it? “Aeron, you... did she really say..." He stopped. The lilac filled the room even now, and he had tried so hard not to notice. "I should go and see her, but I am afraid that it would only hurt her to see what she can't even touch. I'm not sure about taking that risk. It was enough just coming here..." And now he was just making excuses. Eyes fell to the feather tied to her hair. "If you need anything from me all you need is that... and I will hear you, Aeron. I am not sure how much longer I can stay here. I can already feel a pull to retake my permanent form..."

Aeron_Luminatti: The strength Lillith gave her and that of the Luminatti woman she was shone out from all the rest now. Even the child moved in, breaking off from her game to inquire as to what had Aeron so emotional. She was so very glad to hear that he had been re-united with his family. It was all she had hoped for. It was worth it to see that smile feel and see the light he exuded. It was truly wonderful and perhaps, it was she that had been blessed. "Yes, she really spoke the words Theoren" she reached then to take a hold of his arm. "You will never know what I saw one night in the Lumination and I could never tell you…unless you asked and you don't have the time, but I know this. In life you danced around it, you and she both. Now she grieves. Don't you think she deserves a little more. For al she does for everyone else, for all she gives…she never has a moment" sighing heavily as she took with her other hand the tears from her face "You should have took it while you could. Life is too short" and perhaps he'd realize that now…now it was too late. Then again it was never too late was it? Never too late to tell someone how much they're loved "Isn’t she worth that risk? Isn’t she worth that much" she was emphasizing her words. Her touch trailing away to find the feather in her hair as she looked to the floor. She didn't want to fight. She wanted Lillith to have something for a change. Selfless? "I promise…if I need you I'll call" looking back up once again so he could see that she meant it…only to find that he wasn't there any longer. Had he really been there at all? There was one last sigh and she was turning back to the bed, limping back till she could crawl back beneath and wrap herself up within the swathes of silk. Noa had wanted her to rest, and rest she needed. Sleep was a lot more peaceful and easier to sink into, it was better to seep ten wish she were free, for in her dreams she was…free to run on the wings of the wind.