Evie
“Just short of a miracle,” she laughs in undertone as they walk in synchronized step through the cobblestone-lined pathways of Halo’s city streets. It’s pathetically sad that she knows the citizens here better than individuals like Talyson and Sah. All the others she’d known when she’d last lived here had been killed or disappeared into the world without a word of goodbye. Not that she could judge them for that, but it left her with a melancholy that surfaced unexpectedly. Luckily, grief is a familiar friend, and her smile doesn’t even waver as she barters for her own baked goods alongside the General.
Waiting casually at Deimos’ side for the paired men to turn and spot them, Evie hides her smirk behind a bite of muffin. Only once everything is loaded does the Evergreen make her way to their side, intending to walk back to the Hall as a group where she would assist with the offloading. Hopefully without dropping everything this time.
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Evie follows along and presumably helps with offloading when they get back to the Hall.
Waiting casually at Deimos’ side for the paired men to turn and spot them, Evie hides her smirk behind a bite of muffin. Only once everything is loaded does the Evergreen make her way to their side, intending to walk back to the Hall as a group where she would assist with the offloading. Hopefully without dropping everything this time.
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Evie follows along and presumably helps with offloading when they get back to the Hall.
the difference between a garden and a graveyard
is what we choose to put in the soil
is what we choose to put in the soil
