11-02-2021, 11:23 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-03-2021, 06:13 PM by Olive. Edited 1 time in total.)
It was amazing how, when Olive chose to lean into the things that gave her stress, the stressful part of it seemed to... melt away. Now, Olive didn't feel great about leaving Meissa in the throes of late pregnancy; but the exotic woman was hale and healthy and, truthfully, there would be little benefit of having a midwife on call. A healthy mother could deliver a fine litter of pups all on her own; Olive's skill truly came into play when something, gods forbid, went wrong.
This was the only part that caused the sylph pain; not of the pain of regret, but of promises unfulfilled. Olive was a woman who always chose to follow her inner compass, as her intuition spoke loudly and was impossible to ignore. When something fell out of alignment, she followed her the 'north' elsewhere. It was only luck that her friends Archon and Benry had decided to come along, whether they were bound to the woman in some way, or not. Secretly, Olive hoped that they could keep up with her vicissitudes, and would not grow to resent her for them.
All things considered, Olive was feeling brighter about the future than she had in a while. Excitement tugged at her heart the way it always did before she made a great leap. It was the pull of her inner compass which the flighty dove followed when she had entered the mountains, and it was what kept her in this forested area just before the mountains. Wondrous things happened here, it seemed, and it kept her feet planted for the meanwhile. Olive knew her heart pulled her deeper into the mountains, into the snows, with the woman who seemed to be her exact mirror. But first, she needed to calibrate. So that's what she did.
Olive sat by a grand, expansive weeping willow, and tried to calibrate.
This was the only part that caused the sylph pain; not of the pain of regret, but of promises unfulfilled. Olive was a woman who always chose to follow her inner compass, as her intuition spoke loudly and was impossible to ignore. When something fell out of alignment, she followed her the 'north' elsewhere. It was only luck that her friends Archon and Benry had decided to come along, whether they were bound to the woman in some way, or not. Secretly, Olive hoped that they could keep up with her vicissitudes, and would not grow to resent her for them.
All things considered, Olive was feeling brighter about the future than she had in a while. Excitement tugged at her heart the way it always did before she made a great leap. It was the pull of her inner compass which the flighty dove followed when she had entered the mountains, and it was what kept her in this forested area just before the mountains. Wondrous things happened here, it seemed, and it kept her feet planted for the meanwhile. Olive knew her heart pulled her deeper into the mountains, into the snows, with the woman who seemed to be her exact mirror. But first, she needed to calibrate. So that's what she did.
Olive sat by a grand, expansive weeping willow, and tried to calibrate.
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