The Sentinels hear! come! i call thee forth

@Lasher, we are overdue. And these two need to reconnect.

As twilight began to fall amongst the giant trees, pillars of the world that made even Father appear small, Emaleth's wonder had swelled into something far more energetic; and she danced beneath the canopy of the forest, staring up at the bright stars that began to wink into existence and peek through the branches above. She had been constantly learning, since birth, but today she had Learned. It was not yet time for Remembering-- that would not be so quick, and it would prove to be far more difficult-- but she had begun to Awaken to the magicks around her, though she could not quite grasp its true gravity or meaning.

Her magick was the bright, innocent magick of youth; it felt no different to her than other new things that she was only beginning to understand, like the differences between birds and ungulates, and how each of those divided further still. Her magick was effortless, and something she believed natural to all. And though she would grow powerful, and her magick more difficult to control and evoke, for now it was simple and existed in the sounds of her laughter, in the songs she sang to the night sky, in the way that luck would suddenly seem to be on her side, now and ever.

Though Deirdre remained withdrawn from all but her, Emaleth had broken herself free from the Fear that had gripped the pair in its cage; and now that she was alive and unscathed by it, she would fight alongside the white witch to ensure her freedom as well. But for now, she reveled in the her newfound and unfettered awareness-- and her tiny head lifted to the tapestry of heaven, and Emaleth sang her joy.