The Lia gazed at her with both admiration and loneliness. A gentle and wrinkled hand reached up to brush soft silvery hair. It was a bold action but Tsukiko would feel comfort in the gentleness of the stranger. “Dear, you are Leth’s child, you are what we mortals call Ethaefal,” said the Lia in a soothing voice as she continued to brush the woman’s hair. “Long ago, there was a terrible war, and the lovers Leth and Syna suffered a devastating blow. It caused… a division in their realm…” The old lady paused for a while. Finally, she brought her hand away and looked over the ship’s side. She gazed at the calm sea and saw her own reflection looking back at her. “And in their realm dwelled the souls of their most precious followers, but the fissure in the realm causes some souls to fall and return to the mortal world. If you are lonely it is because you were once in a wonderful place, with Leth himself, and now you are here with the rest of us,” she continued. There was so much pity in her voice, for the Lia knew how difficult it was for Leth and Syna’s children to cope. “You will learn more in due time.” With a sigh, she turned and looked back at the Ethaefal. “Most of your kind—they call themselves names that have to do with the stars,” said the elderly lady. “But you should call yourself whatever you wish, whether it is one that reminds you of Leth or not.” |