My spores been growing by the day; my days been shining bright
The hands on his shoulders feel just as much like an embrace as the wings that had been folded around him only moments before, and Mateo smiles up at his father with a warm nod. "I would like that," he says of the help. "And I think I might. I wonder if I might be able to take cuttings and seeds from some of the others, too - the ones that aren't so rare and dangerous, I mean."
It's hard to think about, but there's of course every possibility that Stormbreak won't be standing once the war is over. "Almost like a botanical library," he continues slowly. "So if I need to replant when it is all over, I will already have a list." Now that he knows he's going to the Haven, it's surprisingly easy to make those sorts of decisions.
It's hard to think about, but there's of course every possibility that Stormbreak won't be standing once the war is over. "Almost like a botanical library," he continues slowly. "So if I need to replant when it is all over, I will already have a list." Now that he knows he's going to the Haven, it's surprisingly easy to make those sorts of decisions.
mateo!
