Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
I know. Thank you, she reassured again, arms heavy and laden with food as they began their walk to the Celestine. Because she did understand – the unknown was gaping and huge and overwhelming, even without the danger.
Eventually, she found them another enclosure nowhere near the molten tigers, and spread out the hay and grain, hoping that could at least give them some relief and assuaging while everything else moved along.
With a breath of calm and composure she still didn’t feel all the way through her own soul, she hastened back towards the crowds, intending to see if she could help or assist there (or see if there were any other loose creatures).
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Lena makes sure the unicorns are safely tucked back in the Celestine, then comes towards the shouting crowd (trying to see if there are any other loose animals around or to pacify the masses).
Eventually, she found them another enclosure nowhere near the molten tigers, and spread out the hay and grain, hoping that could at least give them some relief and assuaging while everything else moved along.
With a breath of calm and composure she still didn’t feel all the way through her own soul, she hastened back towards the crowds, intending to see if she could help or assist there (or see if there were any other loose creatures).
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Lena makes sure the unicorns are safely tucked back in the Celestine, then comes towards the shouting crowd (trying to see if there are any other loose animals around or to pacify the masses).
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
