[And that they do, with Benedikta's hand in Cid's, and Lily's hand in Marcus's. They seem a picture perfect mirror of one another, even if Lily's joy far eclipses Benedikta's own, who is far more quiet and thoughtful as they are given a tour.
Up on the bubbles they go towards the city, the jellyfish helping to carry them there. It's not without a bit of shouting on Benedikta's part when her jellyfish can sense her nervousness. It is always this way when she has someone else carry her high up without her own wings, let alone a little sea creature spirit thing...
It's not as if they can do much in the city besides look around. There is no shopping to be done, but there are things to look at. Buildings made of coral and shells, of marble in colours she's never seen before. It's all very grand, everything seemingly stretching all the way up to the top of Cassiopea's bell, even if it might be much higher than she could even imagine. The scale of it all is a little overwhelming.
And while they cannot take them all the way to their home outside of it, they do show the two of them the direction in which to head should they want to visit or need a place to stay, forgetting (and being reminded by Benedikta) that they cannot remain in this place for very long.
With that said, they make a quick journey back around, being carried by the bubbles again... up and up they go to some cliffs that overlook the Breathing Depths, close to the entrance and where they had met up with one another again. However, as they had said, it's quieter up here, with small trees scattered about the ridge and flowers flowing in an invisible, unfelt breeze. In the branches of the trees, there hang some small slips of paper from those who had passed through already.
Benedikta steps off her bubble and looks out over the edge, her eyes going slightly wide as she takes in the sight.
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Up on the bubbles they go towards the city, the jellyfish helping to carry them there. It's not without a bit of shouting on Benedikta's part when her jellyfish can sense her nervousness. It is always this way when she has someone else carry her high up without her own wings, let alone a little sea creature spirit thing...
It's not as if they can do much in the city besides look around. There is no shopping to be done, but there are things to look at. Buildings made of coral and shells, of marble in colours she's never seen before. It's all very grand, everything seemingly stretching all the way up to the top of Cassiopea's bell, even if it might be much higher than she could even imagine. The scale of it all is a little overwhelming.
And while they cannot take them all the way to their home outside of it, they do show the two of them the direction in which to head should they want to visit or need a place to stay, forgetting (and being reminded by Benedikta) that they cannot remain in this place for very long.
With that said, they make a quick journey back around, being carried by the bubbles again... up and up they go to some cliffs that overlook the Breathing Depths, close to the entrance and where they had met up with one another again. However, as they had said, it's quieter up here, with small trees scattered about the ridge and flowers flowing in an invisible, unfelt breeze. In the branches of the trees, there hang some small slips of paper from those who had passed through already.
Benedikta steps off her bubble and looks out over the edge, her eyes going slightly wide as she takes in the sight.
"We had a feeling you'd like it!"]