Anamnesis

[Thalia]

Nimeda followed in silence. She enjoyed the meander through this realm, though it was difficult not to wander off to her own path. Adrian was slow and methodical. Nimeda yearned to rush through it like a tide, experience all it had to offer at once. Instead she plodded a little way behind Gorinthian. He was bright green, and easy to keep in her peripheral while she indulged her curiosity without getting entirely left behind. Plus he had the cutest waddle.

She laughed a little at their interaction, or Adrian’s reaction to it at least, though only to herself. A throne seemed an entirely surplus manifestation of power in this place, but then she had never found an inclination for such worship or loneliness. The poppies though, those she liked.

As they moved on she continued to follow.