“It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves.”~Edmund Hillary
Solaris looked out over the wreckage before her and sorrowed within her heart. So many lives lost, so much destruction but if they were to defend their way of life and their ability to choose there was no other way to go about it. But, thankfully, this fight was over.
There would be a lot of work still ahead of them, but for now, they could rest.
“Is it done?”
Solaris turned and met the eyes of her Guardian.
“No, Star, it is far from done, but for now, we can rest.”
Star nodded, her eyes dark and her face pale. “I thought as much.”
She sounded dejected and Solaris frowned slightly and placed a hand on her shoulder.
“There is always light at the end-”
“But we’re not at the end, My Queen, we are far from it.”
Solaris tapped a finger against Star’s cheek and smiled,”There is still light even throughout this. I know that you miss her greatly, but are you not pleased that she has recovered?”
“You know I am, Highness.”
“And is not this battlefield already being cleaned away, the dead being buried and the wounded being healed.”
“And have we not pushed Chaos, our Enemy back?”
Star nodded grudgingly, determined to be downtrodden in her misery.
“And are you and I not standing here together?”
Star sighed, feeling more put upon, but also feeling a smile tug at her lips. “I know what you are about, my Queen.”
“And you know that I shall keep going lest you give in and admit your defeat.”
Star chuckled at that, she knew that Solaris did not usually prefer more formal sounding speech and she always had the funniest look on her face when she did use it.
Solaris’s smile broadened in triumph at the sound, “There, you see? Plenty of light all around us.”
Written for this Monday challenge from Light and Shade: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/06/light-and-shade-challenge-monday-2nd.html