Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
Make that two things to be surprised by. The kiss was so unexpected that it left her speechless. Blushing furiously, she was left standing with a hand pressed to the cheek as Danta fluttered off with the offending plant.
"Well, that's - you don't seem the type to care about traditions, is all," she managed to say, struggling to keep her thoughts from scattering like startled ningos. "It's nice, though. Glad to be wrong."
Glad too for something to do, she dug into the box and brought an armful of the insence along as she began to place them out on the tables. Dark skirts whispered around her legs as she went about, the red lining matching the decor of the establishment rather well.
"Will you keep this place open over LongNight?" It was not what she had meant to say, exactly. The least festive part of the season seemed a poor topic for conversation; not very cheerful. Call it a freudean slip. It had been looming like a dark cloud on her horizon for months.
"Well, that's - you don't seem the type to care about traditions, is all," she managed to say, struggling to keep her thoughts from scattering like startled ningos. "It's nice, though. Glad to be wrong."
Glad too for something to do, she dug into the box and brought an armful of the insence along as she began to place them out on the tables. Dark skirts whispered around her legs as she went about, the red lining matching the decor of the establishment rather well.
"Will you keep this place open over LongNight?" It was not what she had meant to say, exactly. The least festive part of the season seemed a poor topic for conversation; not very cheerful. Call it a freudean slip. It had been looming like a dark cloud on her horizon for months.
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
