Waiting On A Miracle

Accalia Rizal

She had to be honest. After being away from home for so many years, it kept feeling weird each time she returned. As if revisiting a dream from long ago. Or well, a nightmare rather than a dream in her case. But she was here for a reason. She had closed shop for a reason. An invite for dinner from her little sister. While she never had liked the whole polite with manners thing, she couldn't say no to a good fancy meal. Another perk was that Isabella was one of the three people she could talk to about what was going to happen in roughly... 50 hours.

She let herself in. Felt no need to knock on the door of her childhood home. Nor to amuse the servants that wanted to deal with her like some sort of fancy quest. She simply started wandering the corridors in the hope to just run into her sister while avoiding all of the servants. Because that was totally reasonable of course.

"The tempered blade is the strongest"

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[First post for Isabella]

Isabella was just finished washing her hands. She always kind of liked seeing the dirt go down the drain; it felt a bit like washing away responsibility. Even though she loved her plants, and she was more often with them than with actual living people, it was always a little bit exhausting to take care of them. She felt like everybody that her plants were linked to would have very bad things happening to them if she let bad things happen to the plants. After all, how could they be sure of the direction of the magic? Was it the future that influenced their visions, or their visions that influenced the future? Isabella did not want to take that risk. She dried her hands and stepped out of the bathroom into the hallway, almost immediately bumping into Accalia. Isabella startled a little, but smiled immediately. "Acca!", she greeted her sister happily. "Thank you for coming!" Because she didn't see her sisters all that often, and they weren't that close. But Isabella still loved them both, and she tried to invite them as often as she could without seeming too bothersome. Especially now that it was only her (and the servants) in this big house.