Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
“Sorry,” Lena winced, not for the first nor last time, as Mittens’ antics unfurled. At least the snowball hadn’t launched itself, probably due to the leash, at anyone. The Caretaker would tally that in a win corner. Though it seemed quite intent on staring Mateo down.
Thereafter though, came the calm ambience of blossoms and flowers amidst holes that once housed terrifying devices. She rather enjoyed the notions of filling them with something other than dread – beauty, out amidst the stone, scouring away the angles of prejudice. In decades thereafter, maybe this would all be ancient history, and the hatred forced to comply with a new age. Even before then, if one could hope their newer philosophies could continue coming to light.
Covering stems and roots with more soil and dirt, she stood from her crouch, rubbing the dirt onto the length of her apron. “Ready for the next one?” If and when they were, she steadied onward, hand already grasping the next flower. Striving to keep the conversation light and easy, her eyes flickered back and forth between the younger individuals. “Are you with the Dragoons as well, Noe?” Considering nowadays there’d been some alterations and changes, and her brother’s status.
Thereafter though, came the calm ambience of blossoms and flowers amidst holes that once housed terrifying devices. She rather enjoyed the notions of filling them with something other than dread – beauty, out amidst the stone, scouring away the angles of prejudice. In decades thereafter, maybe this would all be ancient history, and the hatred forced to comply with a new age. Even before then, if one could hope their newer philosophies could continue coming to light.
Covering stems and roots with more soil and dirt, she stood from her crouch, rubbing the dirt onto the length of her apron. “Ready for the next one?” If and when they were, she steadied onward, hand already grasping the next flower. Striving to keep the conversation light and easy, her eyes flickered back and forth between the younger individuals. “Are you with the Dragoons as well, Noe?” Considering nowadays there’d been some alterations and changes, and her brother’s status.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
