[ Where there was once boisterous laughter to cover up a loneliness... there was nothing. Silence, perhaps, was a more painful resolution to their dilemma. That is how Furina suffered for so long, lonely and unable to even utter a word to it.
To her most trusted.
Furina fidgets a bit, fingers grazing over oak wood of the coffee table, prattling like a nervous dancer on stage for the first time. ]
...Fear of the unknown. [ Of what is next? What will be, if not for the security of the torturous role she played for 500 years... ] Many people, when asked why they fear the depths of the oceans have surmised it equates to not knowing what is out there.
[ Yet, her confession falls just a little short. ]
I fear, even dubbed as a 'human', I will be alone. Finding purpose after being given one for so long... how does one tell a bird that has lived in captivity to fly freely?
[ It's not in its nature to, but Furina will save that for when she meets a certain bard from Mondstadt. Maybe. Who knows! Regardless, Furina looks away a bit shamefully. ]
I lied to you. Beyond the 500 years, just recently... to have you here for a simple slice of cake because I am not sure what awaits me tomorrow... or the next day. Time, Nuevillette, is as vast as the ocean.
no subject
To her most trusted.
Furina fidgets a bit, fingers grazing over oak wood of the coffee table, prattling like a nervous dancer on stage for the first time. ]
...Fear of the unknown. [ Of what is next? What will be, if not for the security of the torturous role she played for 500 years... ] Many people, when asked why they fear the depths of the oceans have surmised it equates to not knowing what is out there.
[ Yet, her confession falls just a little short. ]
I fear, even dubbed as a 'human', I will be alone. Finding purpose after being given one for so long... how does one tell a bird that has lived in captivity to fly freely?
[ It's not in its nature to, but Furina will save that for when she meets a certain bard from Mondstadt. Maybe. Who knows! Regardless, Furina looks away a bit shamefully. ]
I lied to you. Beyond the 500 years, just recently... to have you here for a simple slice of cake because I am not sure what awaits me tomorrow... or the next day. Time, Nuevillette, is as vast as the ocean.