Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
She wasn’t surprised by the reaction of the lead mare – an understandable notion, to have found protection potentially here, and certainly not in portions of the Celestine. It’d be up to convincing the intelligent, wise unicorn, rather than parlaying with food. Still, with her arms full of hay and buckets of grain, calm demeanor, and compassionate breaths, Lena tried again. I know. But, you can’t stay here either. Especially given the narrow streets, the potential for toppling buildings. We can get all of you to an open area. And hopefully away from any crowds of people.
A risk they’d have to take, for however long.
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Lena tries to convince the lead mare, and her herd, to leave the Silk House area.
Can speak to rare creatures/companions/regular animals.
A risk they’d have to take, for however long.
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Lena tries to convince the lead mare, and her herd, to leave the Silk House area.
Can speak to rare creatures/companions/regular animals.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
