Oh sing sweet Nightingale, sing sweet...
Phoebe smiled lovingly at the little caterpillar Frey. "It is very hot, though I suppose that is why it is called LongHeat." she said with a smile. The Nightingale watched with amazement as the caterpillar shrugged, then slowly transformed into the god that she knew and loved. It never ceased to amaze her the things that Frey could do. "I'll remember that." she said.Shifting slightly so her hip was more on the ground than her knees, she watched as Frey lounged and waggled their brows. That Sunjata was starting a brothel wasn't terribly surprising, but that it was in King's End was. "Is he now? He and I don't really stay in touch. An interesting choice of venue he has picked though." She wondered why not Torchline or Stormbreak, but she had never been good at anticipating Sunjata's intentions.
...high above me
The Nightingale
