SEREN
For every tyrant, a tear for the vulnerable
In every lost soul, the bones of a miracle
In every lost soul, the bones of a miracle
Seren laughed and nodded. "True enough! And sure she can, though I doubt she does it all the time. There's something to be said for allowing people to prove themselves, and whether someone chooses truth or falsehood when placed in a difficult spot says a lot about their nature."
Wriggling her toes and warming one foot against the ankle of the other leg, Seren gazed over at her sister and nodded slowly. It made sense, and it was an approach to dealing with life in general that she rather enjoyed.
"Are you getting back enough?" she wondered, thinking of the massive undertaking it must be to lead a whole region. "You have been working so hard on restoring this land, and the city... Has anyone remembered to thank you yet?"
Wriggling her toes and warming one foot against the ankle of the other leg, Seren gazed over at her sister and nodded slowly. It made sense, and it was an approach to dealing with life in general that she rather enjoyed.
"Are you getting back enough?" she wondered, thinking of the massive undertaking it must be to lead a whole region. "You have been working so hard on restoring this land, and the city... Has anyone remembered to thank you yet?"
In every dreamer a dream - we're unstoppable
with something to believe in
with something to believe in
