Some of Zefiris's work started to sink in, conflicting with the beliefs Morana had grown up with concerning her own differences. She tugged on a strand of her own dark hair absentmindedly, recalling the scruntity of being called 'ugly' in comparision to the other clan members due to her darker features.So it really wasn't...bad that she was so different?
And the idea of balance did make sense a little. She knew and understood nature well, and could get her head round the concept the other girl was talking about in her example. Through all of it...it made a little more hopeful, yet also rather confused.