[SWE] Capturing the Sun

Lily sing me a song of a lass that is gone Lily takes a pastry from Amalia, biting into it with a soft ‘mmmmm.’ She could eat them all day, she thinks, and flashes the baker a thumbs up to indicate that she very much enjoys the treat. Moving through the crowd, she wonders if she’ll see the little Fae girl, Hazel there, or the seamstress, Jiao. There are so many of them flying about, in and out of the stars and will-o-wisps, that its hard for the redhead to keep track of them all. But you know who isn’t hard to keep track of? Deimos. The big hulk of a man comes spinning into view, holding the fins of a floating whale calf and Lily can’t help but laugh. It’s adorable, entirely mismatched, and for a moment she’s jealous of Amalia (oh, the rumors fly!). There’s a lingering crush on the warrior that flares up as she sees him smiling and having a good time, but for the most part she’s happy - for them, for the people here, and for summer. And so rather than stand on the edges, she finds a break in the people and begins to dance by herself - arms up and moving around, feet finding their own rhythm. merry of soul, she sailed on a day over the sea to Skye