Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Her eyes went to the stone serpent, and then back to Noah. Ignorance wasn’t necessarily a grand excuse, but she let it fade, figuring at one point or another they’d solve the problem. It was the other one that distracted her, despite the close-knit parameters to the attuned. “She’ll be safe here.” As most, any, would be.
Drained of their blood caused her eyes to widen, fingers to clench harder, apprehension stirring again. “Have…have you ever heard of something like this happening before?” For she couldn’t – but she quickly made note of it in her mind, pondering if it could be found somewhere in the tomes of the library.
Drained of their blood caused her eyes to widen, fingers to clench harder, apprehension stirring again. “Have…have you ever heard of something like this happening before?” For she couldn’t – but she quickly made note of it in her mind, pondering if it could be found somewhere in the tomes of the library.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
