Aoede

So, I was re-reading my post from last Wednesday, just to get a recap of where I am in the story.  And I was thinking about what Rhea looks like.  Since Calz doesn't seem to like her very much right now, I think the description I have will be fairly appropriate.  :)

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"You like it?  I mean, like I said, it's nothing special."

"Nonsense!  It means something to you, that automatically makes it something special.  And whether or not OTHER people agree with you is a moot point.  Now," she said leaning back, "let's talk about where you can go with it.  It's full of a lot of metaphors right now, some of which will probably need to be clarified or expanded.  And the wind/rain motif may clash a bit with this renewing fire thing you have going on in the start of the second verse.  You'll definitely have to make sure it flows."  Rhea opened her mouth to say something else, but was cut off by Jane.

"Whoa, whoa!  Slow down.  I can only write so fast.  They're good suggestions, but things I've already thought of.  In fact, I've been thinking about it pretty much constantly since I started writing it."

Rhea nodded, playing with the witches streak in her mousy brown hair.  The crows feet at the corner of her eyes crinkled as she squinted her chocolate-colored eyes slightly.  With a purse of her lips, she picked up a pen from the table and tapped it against the papers in her other hand.  "Alright.  What's the overall theme of the piece?  I can help you more if I know specifics."

"If I had to pin it to anything, it would probably be a reawakening of passion.  For me, specifically, the passion to write and compose.  But I want it to be general enough that other people can relate to it."  Rhea nodded, still tapping the pen against the paper.