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Elathea is mid-leap when the oath snaps like an overstreched arm. Her spear slips from suddenly nerveless fingers to land point down in the dirt with a dull thud.
She is too concerned by the reverberating resonance in her soul to correct her course, the thrumming oscillations building and building til they too snap-
-at about the same point she is violently knocked out of the air.
Given how big these grounds are... It might be the best strategy. So long as the commotion doesn't scare them away, of course.
Elathea will provide suitable accompaniment. And Essence ghosts, to dance to the tune.
It's really, really nice. A fond memory, brought into the current day.
As much as she wants to sing something flirty - she sticks to a light hearted song about the wilds near her realm.
She's joined after a little while by Samira's high, clear voice harmonizing over the chorus.
(She remembers when her mama first sang this song for her.)
She smiles and keeps singing, throwing in some of the lilts she and Samira have added a bit... Creatively... Over the years.
Layla's not really much for playing music, but she comes and sits where she can see them all, smiling.
Micqui needs to step inside quickly, but... Her own flute joins them soon enough, matching Samira's harmony.
"Not at all." She grins over at their kids. "Having the best accompaniment in Creation helps."
"You're welcome." Small smile. "Did you guys sleep okay last night?"
"Good." A short pause, before: "Your mom and I are going to take today easy."
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