PHOEBE
Phoebe's nose wrinkled. "Why would you go to the Hollowed Grounds?" she said. The place was desolate, especially in the wake of the war. She wasn't even sure anyone lived there anymore. If there was, they were few and far between, and very hermitish. But her quick response to her question about residency made her laugh. "Didn't think so." she said with a smile.As they walked, they entered a cavern that had some rouded rocks scattered about. Phoebe had heard of geodes being in such rocks. Why not rubies? "I wonder if we can get one of these open." she said, picking one up. At the mention of the Ancients though, Phoebe glanced back at Melita. "I don't know. I wonder if the Voice had something to do with it like she did Caido." she said.
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?
