Ellyra
We made plans to kiss the sun at night
Hopeless dreamers, hopeless types
Hopeless dreamers, hopeless types
It was a misty morning in Stormbreak. The autumn was wet and the day was cold, with no sun even peeking through the clouds. Ellyra left her apartment early, donning an oversized sweater, leggings covered halfway with tall boots, and a long silken scarf wrapped around her neck thrice. She didn't stand out, which was exactly what was called for on this day. Ellyra had chores to do, and very little desire to do them.
Grocery shopping was not Ellyra's favorite thing to do, but as far as her favorite things on her least-favorites list, it was that. A necessary evil, some would say. A girl had to eat, nonetheless. With her basket in hand, the young woman spent most of the misty morning gathering from different shops and bakeries what would certainly help satiate her over the next week -- save for what she would make time to hunt and devour in her lioness form, of course.
Shedding skin you show your beauty scars
Don't forget me or who you are
Don't forget me or who you are
