Go tell it on the Desert II

"I wanna go. Leave. Fly."

"Go. Where?"

"Somewhere out there. Somewhere far away."

"I see. And what would you do, there? What would you seek?"

"Something. Something out of these clouds, of these skies and these mountains. Something that make me feel alive, or purpose-kind. Like... fire. Like the cold wind blowing through the trees. And the creeks. "

"You're so hazy. Tell me the truth. Why do you really want to leave?"

"Hmph."

"Not an answer. At least, not a human one. C'mon, Silver Ring. You know I cannot speak your language."

"..."

"So, then. Tell me. Why do you want to leave? And, moreover, why do you always say that you want to leave, but you never do?" 

"..."

"What's your reply, Silver Ring? What has the granddaughter of Oredón, the Red One, got to answer to this human and honest question?"

"..."

"I'm waiting."

"..."

"Silver Ring. Why didn't you leave, long ago?"

"Because I'm scared. I'm terrified of what else can He do to them. And also, I would feel coward. The worst sensation on Earth. Cowardice. I want to believe that it would be worth it if I stay, stand up and fight."

"And look into the light?"

"Pushing the clouds away. Well played, you, human. I ignored you knew the song."

"We live in the same world, after all. We're not so different. Your grandfather knew it."

"And I also do. Thank you, Noïf. Thank you for letting me complain."

"We will call it 'wonder', from now on. Never thank me anything, daughter of The Fire. I owe you more than two simple advices or empty words."