Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
that perches in the soul
“Oh? A vampire gourd? I wasn’t aware any had ever become companions.” The notion made her smile as she poured more soil over a newly planted seed, imagining the little beasts somehow segmenting their way into another’s heart and soul. Then again, probably no one would think of abominable snowballs attaching themselves to others either, and here she was. “It’s nice to hear that so many find their way to others.” Even those considered antagonizing, if a little obnoxious, deep within the Grounds.
She moved on to another portion of the garden, hard at work while Mittens watched the sea panther with evil and malicious intentions, a glare vivid in its rocky adornments. She hummed under her breath, a measure to calm the vicious little creature, while she snagged at other inquiries. “Have you had many void creatures around King’s End lately?”
She moved on to another portion of the garden, hard at work while Mittens watched the sea panther with evil and malicious intentions, a glare vivid in its rocky adornments. She hummed under her breath, a measure to calm the vicious little creature, while she snagged at other inquiries. “Have you had many void creatures around King’s End lately?”
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
and never stops at all
