Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
that perches in the soul
Her mind was abuzz with the considerations, only slightly frowning for Darkeye, for she’d been aware of all his work and efforts. To hear that another had circumvented the notions was unfortunate, but… “Can you two not work together?” She’d barely heard of Sunjata – save for exploits and betrayals of Safrin – but that was likely due to her work, and chosen place of residence. “If you’re aiming for the same goal?”
The Caretaker waited for any form of rebuttal or revelation towards her inquiries, before hastening down another row – this one of clothing. Given the nature of the season, even if the cleric and demigod collaborated, he’d still need proper equipment and apparel. Coming towards a kiosk outlined with a variety of mittens, hats, gloves, scarves, and jackets, Lena figured they could stop there for a moment. “How about these?” Pointing to a nice selection of patterned materials – some plain, some adorned in creatures.
The Caretaker waited for any form of rebuttal or revelation towards her inquiries, before hastening down another row – this one of clothing. Given the nature of the season, even if the cleric and demigod collaborated, he’d still need proper equipment and apparel. Coming towards a kiosk outlined with a variety of mittens, hats, gloves, scarves, and jackets, Lena figured they could stop there for a moment. “How about these?” Pointing to a nice selection of patterned materials – some plain, some adorned in creatures.
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
and never stops at all
