PHOEBE
It was the Nightingale that saw the Honeybee first. Nor was the Honeybee seen first at all. It was Sila, spotted above by her kinmate Pim. He screed a greeting to the other dragonling, perching on top of a precariously tall craig. Phoebe looked up then and saw the other dragonling herself and recognized it right away. "Oh! Sila!" she said with a grin.That must mean Melita was somewhere near by. Phoebe couldn't remember the last time she had seen her, and what a way to catch up than with a little spelunking? Keeping her eye on Sila she wound her way through the rocks of the Climb until she spotted the redheaded firecracker. "Melita! Fancy meeting you out here." she said with a grin. "Looking for rubies and obsidian I take it?"
Cause getting your dreams
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated
There's a kind of a sort of : cost
There's a couple of things get: lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed
And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still, why am I not happier?
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated
There's a kind of a sort of : cost
There's a couple of things get: lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed
And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still, why am I not happier?
