Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-28358106-20170108073812

Cyndwella's signature smile turns bittersweet. She walks over to a velvet-draped couch and sits, patting the space beside her. She folds her hands.

"The truth, Daisy?"

She pauses, looking uncharacteristically unsure of herself. Then she continues. "It's because where I come from, everyone there carries a great sorrow within them. Something dreadful, something beyond heartbreaking.  Our Lord, my husband, is like a lightning rod.  He draws down our sorrows and takes them away.  We love him because he heals us, but still allows us to be as we are, and allows us the chance to heal ourselves.  Sometimes it happens quickly, sometimes not.  But the one thing we have in common is we all died with a terrible burden in our very souls.  It can happen to anyone."

She looks down, then back up. When she does, Eva can sense the same regality that emanates from Samia.

"I never, ever want to see that happen to you, Eva. If I existed in this plane, I would cling to you and never let you go.  But since my time here will be short, I'm doing what I can.  I can sense the pain in you, Eva.  And because you are such a precious creature, I want to do whatever I can to ease it while I'm here."

She pauses. "There is more to it, but it may not be your time to know."

Her old demeanor comes back, her smile widening. "Besides, you're adorable! Can you blame me for wanting to snuggle you?  Ha!"