[ how can she tell him of the worlds she's been to if there's no next time? silly man and his silly sentiments.
there's a momentary thought, an impulse that runs through her for one long second as she shifts her gaze from the sky to the north. who's to stop her if she were to drag him to the direction of the sea, a willful attempt to impose herself on him as a princess would to her knight. he's sure to grumble about it, perhaps even give her a heavy sigh that speaks volumes than an actual lecture, but she's certain he wouldn't leave her be.
he's too righteous and chivalrous to abandon his job of escorting her—even if she's being willfully belligerent.
but she decides against it, unwilling to ruin the evening. instead, she starts walking towards a strange device that looks completely out of place, taking a seat right at its base, stretching her legs in front of her. she can tell it's a teleportation mechanism of some sort, but it doesn't look very khaenri'ahn in nature or structure. she'll have to investigate what it is someday. ]
There's a world out there that's covered by water. Just one great big ocean with no end to its horizon, a bright blue ball floating in the nothingness of space.
[ no land, no trees, nothing for even a bird to perch and rest. she had thought it was pretty back then, the way the edge of the world seems to stretch forever. ]
At night, the sea would sparkle, reflecting the stars of the sky it mirrors.
god. yeah. it took me out for a couple days but i'm better now thankfully!!
[ if she had dragged him along to the beach, he would not have been surprised. if she had imposed on him as a princess, he would say that he does not see her as such, perhaps not yet, and he follows his king first and foremost. there would have been scolding, there would have been an exasperated sigh, and the evening would have been, at the end, ruined.
she does not, and a part of dainsleif is thankful for it.
instead, she finds herself comfortable, and he tallies after her. she seats herself and he remains standing, the natural noises of the desert few and far between. they would have all been replaced with her voice and her tales, stories of worlds that may or not exist. for dainsleif, who the outside is covered by endless sand, and the nation he has sworn an oath to protect ever so far from natural blues, the idea of a vast nothingness of endless water is— peculiar.
for a moment, he thinks. were he a free man to do as he wishes, not bound to his job, would he have asked her to take him along in her travels?
the idea is not one deserving of thought, and dainsleif discards it. ]
Is that why you wish to see the ocean? A nostalgic feeling, or have you come to appreciate the way it reflects the night sky?
aaaa that's good to hear!! make sure to get lots of rest while recovering, liquids, etc
her gaze flickers sideways to meet his, finding herself reflected in blue as deep as the ocean. a moment later, she's looking away, turning her head towards the direction of the sea where the stars point north. unfamiliar ones, strange bright lights she's never mapped before, and yet instinctively it points her to one direction and only one direction. ]
They say the sky and the sea are paths to different worlds. And that the sky is just another world's ocean and the ocean, if you sink deep enough to its bottom, may lead you to another world through its sky.
[ stories, she's full of them. tales from kings and peasants, farmers and fishers they've met throughout their travels. some are fairy tales, meant for a child unable to sleep; others are truths, passed on from generation to generation until they become fairy tales themselves.
if she perhaps sank deep enough into teyvat's ocean, she might just escape this world through another world's sky. but she can't, not yet. not when aether continues to slumber, unable to resume his journey with her. ]
But then, you wouldn't let me drown myself in the ocean, would you?
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everyone's just getting sick nowadays. feel better soon!
there's a momentary thought, an impulse that runs through her for one long second as she shifts her gaze from the sky to the north. who's to stop her if she were to drag him to the direction of the sea, a willful attempt to impose herself on him as a princess would to her knight. he's sure to grumble about it, perhaps even give her a heavy sigh that speaks volumes than an actual lecture, but she's certain he wouldn't leave her be.
he's too righteous and chivalrous to abandon his job of escorting her—even if she's being willfully belligerent.
but she decides against it, unwilling to ruin the evening. instead, she starts walking towards a strange device that looks completely out of place, taking a seat right at its base, stretching her legs in front of her. she can tell it's a teleportation mechanism of some sort, but it doesn't look very khaenri'ahn in nature or structure. she'll have to investigate what it is someday. ]
There's a world out there that's covered by water. Just one great big ocean with no end to its horizon, a bright blue ball floating in the nothingness of space.
[ no land, no trees, nothing for even a bird to perch and rest. she had thought it was pretty back then, the way the edge of the world seems to stretch forever. ]
At night, the sea would sparkle, reflecting the stars of the sky it mirrors.
god. yeah. it took me out for a couple days but i'm better now thankfully!!
she does not, and a part of dainsleif is thankful for it.
instead, she finds herself comfortable, and he tallies after her. she seats herself and he remains standing, the natural noises of the desert few and far between. they would have all been replaced with her voice and her tales, stories of worlds that may or not exist. for dainsleif, who the outside is covered by endless sand, and the nation he has sworn an oath to protect ever so far from natural blues, the idea of a vast nothingness of endless water is— peculiar.
for a moment, he thinks. were he a free man to do as he wishes, not bound to his job, would he have asked her to take him along in her travels?
the idea is not one deserving of thought, and dainsleif discards it. ]
Is that why you wish to see the ocean? A nostalgic feeling, or have you come to appreciate the way it reflects the night sky?
aaaa that's good to hear!! make sure to get lots of rest while recovering, liquids, etc
her gaze flickers sideways to meet his, finding herself reflected in blue as deep as the ocean. a moment later, she's looking away, turning her head towards the direction of the sea where the stars point north. unfamiliar ones, strange bright lights she's never mapped before, and yet instinctively it points her to one direction and only one direction. ]
They say the sky and the sea are paths to different worlds. And that the sky is just another world's ocean and the ocean, if you sink deep enough to its bottom, may lead you to another world through its sky.
[ stories, she's full of them. tales from kings and peasants, farmers and fishers they've met throughout their travels. some are fairy tales, meant for a child unable to sleep; others are truths, passed on from generation to generation until they become fairy tales themselves.
if she perhaps sank deep enough into teyvat's ocean, she might just escape this world through another world's sky. but she can't, not yet. not when aether continues to slumber, unable to resume his journey with her. ]
But then, you wouldn't let me drown myself in the ocean, would you?
[ no, she knows he wouldn't. ]