PHOEBE
"That's true." Phoebe agreed with a sigh. Though frankly she didn't know anyone who called the Hollowed Grounds home anymore. Hence the confusion about this expedition Melita was to go on. Either way it didn't matter in the moment. There were rubies to be had!"A ring would be nice." she agreed with a smile. Of course she had no clue that by ring Melita meant brass knuckles. Not that she would have minded. Whatever floated her boat. It was no skin off her back nor her business. "Maybe" she said in response to the comment of a necklace. "Or maybe a hair comb." Though really the conjecture was pointless. She would wait and see what Flora said.
"Thanks for coming on this little adventure with me." she said with a grin. But now it was time to head back home.
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?
