Night and morning
Sleeping was a thing for Aira, that she didn't need. Didn't even thought about doing usually. The same went for this night. Aira's eyes stared upwards to the skies, looked at the unclouded nightsky, that seemed to be so easily reachable. She listened to some voices. Calm and definitly not angry at her, most not even nooticing her at all. Only one voice...definitly was aware of her. ¤ So? Do you think, this will work out, Aira? ¤ The stargazer simply smiled and closed her eyes, sighing out loudly. "I mean ... things changed ...", she whispered as an answer, a rusty laugh returning. She knew just well enough he wasn't up there, knew he couldn't be up there. Never. Not in a million years again. "She is ... I ..." Stopping, she sighed out loud and shook her head. "She is ... as important to me as Relius was, father ...", she said and closed her eyes smiling. A friendly humming was all, that answered her, the last answer she got from Nanrahûn this night. The following silence was incredible deep and long, swallowing all sounds, that they could make, as she slowed her breathing, preparing for the conversation. "You wonder who I was talking to...right?", she simply said without turning towards the person that was behind her somewhere. The leaves of the tree she was sitting in rustled from the wind, her hair hiding her face for a moment, as she closed her eyes. "You wonder if I am talking to myself. If I am a madwoman, cazed by something, believing, I am eternal or something like that.", she said and finally turned towards the other. "Then, let me ask you: Do you think it is crazy, that I can see you? When the night comes and she falls asleep...it is your time, isn't it? Or am I wrong ... Nocturne?" @nocastrydd
