Ezvin certainly had a way with words. Anytime he spoke it was in itself almost poetry. She hadn’t expected that much when she had met the man, and it didn’t bother her now. It somehow felt odd that he spoke so much, yet every word had a purpose. There was no emptiness to any of them. Like Cadence herself, Ezvin was completely genuine.
Cadence had understood that before he he responded to her story, and it was the reason why she focused entirely on him as he responded, a look of genuine respect smoothing her features. She not only listened to his words, she watched his facial expressions and noted the shifting of his posture.
Cadence smiled as he finished. ”Well - I’m certainly glad I’m not crazy and I’m glad to be finding myself. It’s…interesting,” she said her smile turning into a smirk. ”And the fear makes sense now. I’m baring myself to the world in a way I haven’t before. That should be scary, but I’ve walked through hell and came back again. There is no fire that can burn me.”
She leaned back and sighed, embracing her light again. She wove a ball of light taking the flame she had made before, and molding it into something that was still hers, but more unique. Ezvin hadn’t backed down to the flame she had conjured before.
”I can’t speak much for being a middle child. I was an only child,” she gave him a grin. ”But I’d imagine being a survivor has some similarities. You learn to watch and observe those around you. You have to look at the world differently when your only goal is to make it to the next day. As for losing myself trying to be what the world wants me to be. They’re going to have to adjust - I’m never going to be anything but myself, but” she let out a chuckle. ”They seem to like me that way. It’s interesting that people respond to genuineness better, but so many try to mold themselves into something different.”
Cadence leaned closer to him. ”This,” she gestured between the two of them. ”This collaboration we are starting. This is amazing. You get me - maybe even more than I get myself right now. That’s okay - I’ll figure it out eventually - and I have a feeling you’ll be there to help.” she leaned back again, light still floating near her. ”People in the industry like you are a rarity. They can’t see beyond the almighty dollar, but you - you get what it’s about. Let’s do more - let’s tilt the industry on its side. Let’s remind them why we do this in the first place.”
Cadence had understood that before he he responded to her story, and it was the reason why she focused entirely on him as he responded, a look of genuine respect smoothing her features. She not only listened to his words, she watched his facial expressions and noted the shifting of his posture.
Cadence smiled as he finished. ”Well - I’m certainly glad I’m not crazy and I’m glad to be finding myself. It’s…interesting,” she said her smile turning into a smirk. ”And the fear makes sense now. I’m baring myself to the world in a way I haven’t before. That should be scary, but I’ve walked through hell and came back again. There is no fire that can burn me.”
She leaned back and sighed, embracing her light again. She wove a ball of light taking the flame she had made before, and molding it into something that was still hers, but more unique. Ezvin hadn’t backed down to the flame she had conjured before.
”I can’t speak much for being a middle child. I was an only child,” she gave him a grin. ”But I’d imagine being a survivor has some similarities. You learn to watch and observe those around you. You have to look at the world differently when your only goal is to make it to the next day. As for losing myself trying to be what the world wants me to be. They’re going to have to adjust - I’m never going to be anything but myself, but” she let out a chuckle. ”They seem to like me that way. It’s interesting that people respond to genuineness better, but so many try to mold themselves into something different.”
Cadence leaned closer to him. ”This,” she gestured between the two of them. ”This collaboration we are starting. This is amazing. You get me - maybe even more than I get myself right now. That’s okay - I’ll figure it out eventually - and I have a feeling you’ll be there to help.” she leaned back again, light still floating near her. ”People in the industry like you are a rarity. They can’t see beyond the almighty dollar, but you - you get what it’s about. Let’s do more - let’s tilt the industry on its side. Let’s remind them why we do this in the first place.”