Through The Soul
Does the Power of Rebirth Lay
Spending time at the sanctuary was Aliannah's most favourite past-time. The way that she could hear the laughs of the children in the air and the way that the entire little village seemed warm and happy. She adored the time that she spent playing with the children, knowing that they wouldn't have the same growing up that she did, alone and sanctioned off in some hospital without knowing if there was someone out there that cared for you.
A sad smile creeped across her face as she held one of the younger children in her arms, and the others were skittering around her feet, playing some sort of variation of tag in the little version of a café that the sanctuary had.
"Ali's making that face again!" The voice of one of the older kids came echoing in the blondes ears, shocking her out of her trance. Apparently the kids knew her better than she thought that she did cause soon enough she was engulfed in little arms, warming her heart and making tears prick at her eyes. The kids didn't know Aliannah's past, but they knew that face that she made when she was thinking about the past, they also knew one way or another to comfort her when they saw it. Honestly, she blames the care takers, they probably said something.
Bending down she scooped as many children into her arms, giving a slightly wet laugh, "You guys are the best, the best little huggers I know." She smiled brightly at the kids and tweaked a couple cheeks. "Every single one of you." There was a ruckus of laughter and whines before the kids dispersed, called away by the other adults in the sanctuary.
It was good though, the sanctuary was holding a small family friendly event and as part of the musical entertainment Aliannah needed to get ready. Her eyes flickered to the children that were running outside, chasing after one another in their little winter outfits. Most of the sanctuary was self funded, however there were times that they would host events like this to bring in a little extra for the holidays to get presents for all the children.
The blonde made her way to the stage inside the café, picking up one of the acoustic guitars that were scattered around the stage. With a hum her fingers passed along the strings, it wasn't that she needed to warm up, having an angel living inside of her and affecting her body made it so that her voice was never tired and was already to sing a siren's song.
Nimble fingers played along the strings as her voice matched, words tumbling from her lips in the form of a small folk tune that she used to hear her parents sing as a child.
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