[ Well. She'd been ready to wish that her family didn't come here, so they didn't have to go through this kind of ordeal, but Damian had pointed out that it was probably not a wish the town (or the forest) could (or would) grant. And she thinks, briefly, about what he'd told her she could wish for, but she'd already decided against that.
If she can't do much for her family, then...
Kisa reaches up, wrapping her fingers around the rope and giving the bell a single ring that echoes in the clearing. ]
I wish... for a way to protect the people I care about.
[ it’s a lovely, selfless wish, and sierra’s careful smile melts into something a little more sincere. the pure heart of a child is always nice to witness, and sierra can’t help but feel like she’s a better person just for hearing it. ]
[ That way, if her family ever comes here, she can do something for them. And if not, then she can do something for the people here, who have already done so much for her.
But then she's looking expectantly at Sierra now. Okay, Mom. Go forth. ]
[ she looks down at kisa, and then up at the bell, wrapping her delicate fingers around the old rope. what can she wish for that won’t upset kisa, but isn’t a mockery of coming all the way out here, either? something like a dress or a bottle of wine seems too little, for kisa’s pure heart. ]
I wish…
[ ah. ]
I wish to hear Rean’s voice again, as it was when we were young.
[ her last memories of rean are not good ones, twisted by the horror of the moment and all that he’d done. for kisa, at least sierra can make it seem as if she simply misses him. ]
It’s been quite a while since we’ve seen each other, after all.
[ That's so sad, and if she knew anything about Rean and how things had Gone, she'd be even sadder, but thankfully she doesn't! She continues to believe that he is totally not dead and Sierra can reunite with him at some point and that's great. ]
Does it... ever get easier? Being without someone you care about...
[ for all the pain he’s caused her, she wouldn’t be who she is without him.
sierra reaches out then, fixing kisa’s hair and then stroking under her chin to tilt her head up—just a little, since she is only barely taller than kisa. ]
Now then, we should get out of here, shouldn’t we?
[ Kisa does Not Like the forest. But she's happy otherwise-- because Sierra got to make a wish and she learned a little more about her, and this is quality bonding time. All good things. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
/Update%2047/46-PSOGL734.jpg)
no subject
If she can't do much for her family, then...
Kisa reaches up, wrapping her fingers around the rope and giving the bell a single ring that echoes in the clearing. ]
I wish... for a way to protect the people I care about.
[ There. That's simple enough, isn't it? ]
no subject
[ it’s a lovely, selfless wish, and sierra’s careful smile melts into something a little more sincere. the pure heart of a child is always nice to witness, and sierra can’t help but feel like she’s a better person just for hearing it. ]
I hope it comes true.
no subject
[ That way, if her family ever comes here, she can do something for them. And if not, then she can do something for the people here, who have already done so much for her.
But then she's looking expectantly at Sierra now. Okay, Mom. Go forth. ]
no subject
[ she looks down at kisa, and then up at the bell, wrapping her delicate fingers around the old rope. what can she wish for that won’t upset kisa, but isn’t a mockery of coming all the way out here, either? something like a dress or a bottle of wine seems too little, for kisa’s pure heart. ]
I wish…
[ ah. ]
I wish to hear Rean’s voice again, as it was when we were young.
[ she rings the bell. ]
no subject
[ That's not a name she's heard before, and Kisa blinks up at her, intrigued. Someone she'd known when she was young. ]
Is that... the person you told me about?
no subject
[ her last memories of rean are not good ones, twisted by the horror of the moment and all that he’d done. for kisa, at least sierra can make it seem as if she simply misses him. ]
It’s been quite a while since we’ve seen each other, after all.
no subject
[ That's so sad, and if she knew anything about Rean and how things had Gone, she'd be even sadder, but thankfully she doesn't! She continues to believe that he is totally not dead and Sierra can reunite with him at some point and that's great. ]
Does it... ever get easier? Being without someone you care about...
no subject
[ the more she talks, the more obvious it becomes that he’s dead, she thinks—so she needs to redirect this a bit. ]
This is the only time you’ll hear me say this, but I am old. Time is not as much of a problem for me as it is for you humans.
no subject
[ Because Kisa will not be around for like 800 years, but she doesn't like the idea of Sierra being the only one. ]
no subject
Yes, he is. He is my oldest friend, in fact. I was the first vampire… and he was the second. It’s very romantic, isn’t it?
no subject
... I'm glad you had him.
[ She doesn't want Sierra being lonely!! ]
no subject
[ for all the pain he’s caused her, she wouldn’t be who she is without him.
sierra reaches out then, fixing kisa’s hair and then stroking under her chin to tilt her head up—just a little, since she is only barely taller than kisa. ]
Now then, we should get out of here, shouldn’t we?
no subject
[ Kisa does Not Like the forest. But she's happy otherwise-- because Sierra got to make a wish and she learned a little more about her, and this is quality bonding time. All good things. ]