[ Freyja chuckles nervously but her smiles never wavers as she approaches, hands folded in front of her as she approaches the group of children. It was good to see some doing better, laughing and cheering but her gaze also lingers on those that still seem downcast.
When Maria gaze turns on her, Freyja gives another bright smile and nod. ]
I think I might be able to help some. [ She could use the power her voice to heal them the best that she could. Hopefully it would be enough to help them. ] Everyone! You better be ready!
The stars and people and apples are all the same, Made up of quanta, spores, and atoms flying round!
[ Even though she is a goddess now, she is still and idol at heart and it shows as she steps back since this song is accompanied by dance too. There's a power to her voice, a gentleness that expresses itself through the new power in her voice. It is not an immediate effect but slowly wounds begin to heal themselves not just on the children either but anyone that can hear her voice, offering some respite from the lingering pains.
She can't sing forever but she can do this much and steps closer, offering her hands to the children with a grin and gestures for them to come join her dancing. ]
Once you fall in love, you can’t get enough! Like the fizzing of soda, a rising updraft, Put your palm over mine, let my warmth into you. Dance, dance, join dance!
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When Maria gaze turns on her, Freyja gives another bright smile and nod. ]
I think I might be able to help some. [ She could use the power her voice to heal them the best that she could. Hopefully it would be enough to help them. ] Everyone! You better be ready!
The stars and people and apples are all the same,
Made up of quanta, spores, and atoms flying round!
[ Even though she is a goddess now, she is still and idol at heart and it shows as she steps back since this song is accompanied by dance too. There's a power to her voice, a gentleness that expresses itself through the new power in her voice. It is not an immediate effect but slowly wounds begin to heal themselves not just on the children either but anyone that can hear her voice, offering some respite from the lingering pains.
She can't sing forever but she can do this much and steps closer, offering her hands to the children with a grin and gestures for them to come join her dancing. ]
Once you fall in love, you can’t get enough!
Like the fizzing of soda, a rising updraft,
Put your palm over mine, let my warmth into you.
Dance, dance, join dance!