Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Lena often faced the same issue – having anyone nearby willing to help or assist, especially if she needed to go somewhere. While some portions of the Celestine were self-sufficient, others certainly weren’t, and she’d often have to make simple day trips. If they didn’t have the skyports, she would’ve truly been out of luck – for her flying shift could only take her so far for so long. “That’s understandable,” she mused, contemplating those trustworthy and young amidst Stormbreak would might want such opportunities.
Snagging at some carrots and chewing thoughtfully, she waited until she’d swallowed down the vegetables before continuing. “That sounds nice, even in the heat of summer. I’ve only gone there recently to get some more supplies, and stumbled into that party for the Ancients.” Otherwise – she hadn’t gone elsewhere. “And the Climb, I suppose, but I’m not sure I like it.”
Snagging at some carrots and chewing thoughtfully, she waited until she’d swallowed down the vegetables before continuing. “That sounds nice, even in the heat of summer. I’ve only gone there recently to get some more supplies, and stumbled into that party for the Ancients.” Otherwise – she hadn’t gone elsewhere. “And the Climb, I suppose, but I’m not sure I like it.”
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
