Aoede (redux)

Okay, well, it's 12:30 AM.  I'm still up, though, so it's still Wednesday for me.  :)

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"Oh, it's no problem," said Jane.  "I'll get it for you.  Rhea, sit down and drink your wine.  I would hate for it to go to waste."  The witch-streaked woman glared over the top of her wine glass.  It was obvious there was much more she wanted to say on the matter, but it would have to be left for another time.  Aoede was already planning a special visit to this "friend" of Jane's.

Aoede wasn't completely sure just why she disliked Rhea.  But it almost felt like she was jealous of her charge.  Though, whether it was jealousy for being a great musician, or for being visited by a muse, or some other reason she couldn't tell.  Regardless of the reason, it made no sense at all.  Most people had some sort of creative bent. Most.

"Thank you," said Aoede softly as she accepting the glass of water from Jane.

"Well, I guess now that that's over, we can all be civilized people and let me write my song?"

"Of course.  I'm sorry to have been bothersome."  Aoede sipped from her glass.  "You were going to make a list of images, weren't you?"  She studiously ignored Rhea's continued dislike.  "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Well, yeah.  I really like the images I have.  But do you think the fire and water motifs might be a bit conflicting?"

Aoede though out it, sipping at her drink.  "Not as much as you might think," she said slowly.  "Both are strong images.  Water and fire can both be destructive, as well as life giving.  Water is necessary for life.  And fire purifies, returning vital nutrients to the ground so that new plants can grow.  They can both also be very beautiful.  So you could feasibly use both, though whether or not you will is ultimately up to you..."

Rhea broke in.  "I think they conflict.  Whatever you say about them both being powerful might be true, they evoke completely different responses."