❀ [Voice] ❀

[spring-sprite.livejournal.com]

I am the daughter of earth and water.
And the nursling of the sky.
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores.
I change but I cannot die.

[Sprite's voice is melodious and sweet. At the end of the second line, she even whispers like the wind.]

The season feels too late.
Should I have been awoken?

[OOC: After seeing this, I think Sprite does have a voice. Expect her to speak in riddles, though. She is one with nature and has no use for cities or technology.

Credit for the first part of this entry goes to Disney.]

Comments

[spring-sprite.livejournal.com]

I can change that.
There should be many colors.

[He confuses her, but she does hang onto what he's saying, more or less.]

I am formed out of earth and water.
Your compliments belong to them.

[ttlynotblue.livejournal.com]

I know you can but I don't know if you should. Things are different here. It's good to see you're still eager as always though. Don't know too many people who enjoy their job as much as you.

You're being modest. You wear the two well!

[spring-sprite.livejournal.com]

Should?
Why shouldn't I?
The land is parched.

[She gives an airy laugh.]

[ttlynotblue.livejournal.com]

This is not your land. Those it belongs to may not welcome change.

[spring-sprite.livejournal.com]

Do they have voices too?

[ttlynotblue.livejournal.com]

They do. They've shown protest to change.