Got no plans and I've got no money
Gone are the days of milk and honey
Gone are the days of milk and honey
Soh was most definitely not here in any official capacity. She'd barely made the effort to change out of her pajamas before leaving her apartment, and she stood before Everest now looking somewhat disheveled. Fortunately, the darkness covered most of the disarray, as well as the dark circles under her eyes from long nights spent not sleeping. "Would you mind some company?" she asked as she moved closer, unaware of Ever's attempts to appear as unthreathening as possible. He was her friend, or close enough, and so he was firmly categorized in the 'not a threat' box in her mind.
She took in the scene before her: paper and an easel, a blanket, a thermos of tea. "Oh, are you mapping?" she asked, curious in spite of her inner turmoil. It was rare for Soh to map the stars - she was more of a daytime, landscape cartographer - and she wondered if this was something that Everest could teach her sometime.
She took in the scene before her: paper and an easel, a blanket, a thermos of tea. "Oh, are you mapping?" she asked, curious in spite of her inner turmoil. It was rare for Soh to map the stars - she was more of a daytime, landscape cartographer - and she wondered if this was something that Everest could teach her sometime.
Green eyes and a head of gold
I'll give you two dollars if you save my soul
I'll give you two dollars if you save my soul
Sohalia
