[SE] I Saw Three Ships

Lena

hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul

“That’s a relief then,” she softened with a sigh, hands clutching hold of the tankard rather than raising it to her mouth again. The Grounds had found a way to ensure they wouldn’t be absorbed or overrun by the creatures, while Stormbreak was…she frowned, but didn’t let it stay for long. In truth, they’d started on something, but once Sohalia had been taken, naught more had been done. She couldn’t quite fathom what Dahlia would try or strive for anyway, and maybe she was better off that way. “I’ve been in contact with Maea,” nodding; though not since the Feverland had been snagged in their less than successful efforts.

Maybe it was time to try again.

But then the inquiry caused her eyes to flicker back from the Captain, to her companion, who was now using the bauble to rotate around, like a focal point. “It is an abominable snowball. I thought it was fitting,” came along a smile, and nothing more. Simplistic, perhaps, but also amusing.

and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all