#breathingstarliight

[thelonelypianist-blog1]

"Monsieur Roderich, how do you fare this evening?"

With summer approaching, the evening air was a bit warmer than it had been in the past few months. Roderich was thankful for this, as it allowed him to enjoy the night’s festivities without worrying too much for his health. 

When Josephine approached, he offered a slight nod and a polite smile. “I’d say I’m faring quite well tonight, actually. And you?”

[djevelske-blog]

"Um, Nils, excuse me. Do you plan on coming out tonight?" Josephine asked sweetly, "only its the event! Stargazing is going to be fun, don't you think?"

The day off had been a blessing, especially with the increasing heat of the approaching summer. It was getting a tad too warm for Nils’ personal tastes, but it did not impact him too much. There was something about the solstice that calmed him.

Maybe it was the heat that soothed him; or perhaps memories of Midsummer’s past that provided a more nostalgic feeling. Memories of maypoles and bonfires, the purity of the Norwegian mountains, as well as his family had been flooding his mind for the past couple of days.For once, he allowed himself to ease into these nostalgic but somewhat bittersweet visions of the past. His heart alternated between heavy and light, and he’d been lost in thought all day, cooped up in the estate.A voice calling for him was enough to return him to his senses, if not only for a few minutes to pry open the door.

Josephine’s prescence, as well as her question, surprised Nils. He hadn’t viewed them as close enough for her to actively come and find him. Part of him almost felt embarrassed letting her see him in his current state - wearing only trousers and a dress shirt with suspenders, with his tail hanging in clear sight. A few seconds passed before he actually responded.

“I suppose,” he said in a soft monotone, “Don’t ya think it’ll be a bit crowded, though?”

[thelivingice-blog]

"Ah, come to enjoy some summer night air?"

Heavily bundled up with a winter coat as always, Berwald nodded silently and sat next to the young woman.

“’t reminds me o’ home, an’ o’ Midsommar.” Just without a pole. Or dancing people with flowers in their hair.

Still, seeing people enjoying the sun and the weather, with no one throwing strange or scared glances his way (at least not as far as he could discern) made him happy and contented.

He even had company that was willing to talk to him - which he, unfortunately, still wasn’t quite used to. Hopefully Josephine wouldn’t mind carrying out most of the conversation.

[themightypebbles]

"Could you go through the rules one more time, please?"

Mykola tilted his head in a confused manner, “rules? Sorry, I’m not sure what rules you’re talking about. I’m not really in charge of anyone.” He bit his lip while thinking aloud, “What were the rules for?”

[fiammina]

@breathingstarliight said: "Lorenzo! Wait- I need your help!"

Lorenzo stopped in his tracks, turning around to see who it was calling for him, meeting Josephine’s gaze with a raised brow.     “ Help with what ? ”     he asked, a natural frown on his lips at being stopped, but he wasn’t really too bothered.

[csar-das-blog]

csar-das said: “I remember long ago another starry night like this.”

@breathingstarliight :

The Star peered to her right, huddling the shawl closer around her shoulders against the night’s chill. It was a pleasant surprise to see another fawning over the night sky, basking in his everlasting beauty and glittering life.

Violet eyes, soft, watery and longingly returned to the sky, watching each star blink in and out of place against the black ink. She took a deep breath, swallowing thickly, as her heart ached just a little.

“Do you ever miss home?” she asked, tones chiming like a soft lullaby. Her gaze never retreated from the stars, remaining still, as though they were searching for something. Someone.

“Hardly a moment passes when I don’t.” She answered softly. “I mean, it’s fun and challenging to be here with everyone, but leaving feels like I’ve lost something permanently.”

Erzsébet looked at Josephine, whose heart seemed to ache for something more profoundly lost. “I could see the stars a lot better from the countryside..the smoke here obscures their beauty.” She lamented, shaking her head sadly.

[red-lacquered-siren-blog]

@breathingstarliight said: "Good morning, Marianne," Josephine called, voice gentle, "how fares your day?"

“Bonjour, Josephine.” Marianne greeted in return, a serene smile on her face as she looked at the girl who shined like starlight. “Oh, I just finished my vocal warm-ups; how about you?”

[tightropewxlker-blog]

"You look tired," Josephine mentioned, "you should rest before you do any more rehearsal."

“I am resting.” Lai Kit pointed out. Technically correct, if one counted sitting on a tightrope as resting. It required some level of concentration to stay balanced on the rope, but for Lai Kit it was basically as easy as resting. “For now, anyway. I still have sections I need to go over a few more times before I can rest. But what brings you here today, Josephine?”