LENA
it's not a sad song
“I’m not sure. I haven’t spoken to many about it,” truth be told; head down, hard at work. She figured the notions would be getting more and more popular though. “It would be nice to know if anyone has consulted the gods about them too.” She’d intended to, but with everything else wiling away – perhaps she could find some opportunities.
She stroked down another portion of wall before maneuvering onward, still within speaking range of the Ancient. “Mm – I could understand that. But I have never felt trapped by my land either.” Whether or not Maea had – especially with the components of the Hollowed Grounds well before – Lena didn’t ask. But she smiled at the thought of more visitors coming to Stormbreak, rather than avoiding it.
She stroked down another portion of wall before maneuvering onward, still within speaking range of the Ancient. “Mm – I could understand that. But I have never felt trapped by my land either.” Whether or not Maea had – especially with the components of the Hollowed Grounds well before – Lena didn’t ask. But she smiled at the thought of more visitors coming to Stormbreak, rather than avoiding it.
if you follow me I'll sing the rest
