The Musings of Spring

[Bluebird]

In the wake of Winter does Spring awaken once more,
decorating the lands with the gift of life and blossoming flowers.
Doves follow her call, nature drawn to the abundance of life overflowing

...My. It has been some time since I was able to put my thoughts to paper, hasn't it? Fufu. How much has changed over the years -- so much to catch up on, so much to learn. And yet, many things I remember so vividly as if they had just happened yesterday - why, I feel like not long ago I was discussing with Jokul on the proper ritual to use for Solais. I've noticed he's still around as well, perhaps I should give him a letter?

I'm noticing something else, however. No matter how much I try, for some reason, my mind cannot comprehend the thought processes behind some of mankinds' actions. Of course, my love and care is forever extended towards them... Like Lady Alacritas, whose book I am almost done writing, I think of them as my own children! But is this the price of immortality, I wonder? Of ascension...
It was my love of life and mankind and my familial affection to Eleos that I bound myself to such a fate with Solais alongside him.

And now he is in hibernation, and I am awake.
I am surrounded by those that love me, surrounded by my living blood children, and yet...

How peculiar, isn't it! Who knew the loneliness that this could have brought, am I right?
I did, though. I still made the choice. Nature and life follows in my wake, and I watch as mankind fights themselves over things that could simply be diplomatically handled...
And I find myself crying in silence.

Lugh does not visit, nor do I imagine he wishes to.
Mortals sure are strange, aren't they...?

And then, I wonder.
Over the years I had been allowed to ponder upon my mother and things I learned in passing through letters with Lycoris, and then an odd thought crosses my mind.
Perhaps there was a time that even he started off with these thoughts. But such a secret, well... I'll keep it to myself, I think!

I'm beginning to wonder if in order to save a few of these humans, I might need to turn them into ents.
Hmm. Maybe a few years as such will give them a different insight... Ah, but I joke, I joke! There's no way I could harm Life's children. It is my duty to see their stories to the end, to remember them forever, to guide them and honour them... Celebrate and cry with them.

But once again--
--I seem to be cursed with being the only one who remembers certain things. Unfortunate!

But if spring comes with me, I cannot remain in such a state. And it is this nature of mine that disallows me to remain like that! However...
If those of Man do not prove to me that they won't allow themselves to fight over the tree, rather than in defense of it...
...perhaps we'll have to see about grabbing a floating island to place him and I on, hm?

I unfortunately cannot be allowed to make the same mistakes mortal men do nowadays.

A comforting notion of healing and rejuvenation.
And yet, even Spring has it's own wishes.
An echoing call, a watchful eye--
Will they prove themselves?
Why... There's still a threat right in front of you, no?

[Bluebird]

Mischief in tow
yet ever a-glow!
What comes next?
Can you guess?

I'm collecting titles, it feels like.
The Maiden of Spring, the Keeper of Solais...

At least the energy and effort I had spent in reclaiming that Realm has come back to me, but good GRAVY. These mortals really do want to continue this fight, don't they?
Well, it is all I can do so far to ensure no harm comes to Solais or the rest of them. Although it hurts me greatly to see Andes and Sven suffer so, even more when I think of the blood that may be spilled for.. whatever it is they wish.

Although, quite an interesting thing happened today! My heart was so happy and overjoyed to have one come to meet me for my guidance.
He wished to know how to reclaim his mothers homeland, and so I plucked the star petals of his fates' tapestry. And so it was that he was given a prophecy.

What will come of it all, I wonder?
Solais grows anxious. He worries, and I do too. As always, I am here... and I watch.
I listen.

My, my... fufu.
Ideals are a strange thing, aren't they?

In six days time,
when the sun...
is at it's peak.

[Bluebird]

Grow your garden.
Watch it bloom.

[Bluebird]

My lady of the Silver,
my lady of Life, Alacritas;
I lament you, Father. Brother. Mother.
When you gaze upon me, are you proud?
Do I uphold all you seek?
Am I doing well?
I lament you, Jackson. Lila, sister.
I teach all that you encompass.
And yet, the thoughts I see that swirl around mankinds' minds are but a cycle of themselves;
of doubt, of uncertainty, of 'why me', 'why them', 'why this pain'.
I lament you, Calyx.
Such words that even meet Mortyl's ears -- heartbreak and tears shed and shared between both of you.
Aschea, was this pain why you strove to fight on the field with them? Why you, too, sacrificed yourself for mankind?
I lament you, Edward. Palade.
Jokul.

So many who fell.
Yes... Even you, great-grandfather; I lament you, Misfortune.
So many who are trapped; stuck within their own minds, clawing at the walls to break free.
...And even I don't know what will happen to me at the end of my invocation of you both, to reach what we dream and hope for.

I lament what lead you to this, Catildre.
But it is alright. It will be alright.

I promise.