calling

“No, you aren’t,” Eset arises, crossing the floor to her bedside and pulling Racharra into an affectionate embrace. “You are extraordinary- don’t you know that?” She loses not a moment to settle in beside her. She could not hold their heads together, as once she would have, but instead gathers her torso beneath the circle of her arms.

“You continue to make the people around you happy, and you will see it,” she leans her crown into the girl’s shoulder. “What are your plans for the summer?" She asks, eager to lighten the weight of so many burdens placed upon Racharra's heart.