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
Laughter was unlikely to hurt the starchild, who would rather see people's teeth over their tears even if it was at her expense. Sipping on her drink, she watched Flora with a mild gaze as the young queen fumbled with the question and smiled easily as their eyes met.
"Yeah? I am sure he knows it already. I am glad you feel fulfilled in what you do - it's the saddest thing when what we want is more draining than rewarding."
Leaning over, she nudged her shoulder lightly against her sister's, as brief or lingering a touch as she would permit. "I know I've only been here for a brief time... but I see what you have accomplished already. I'm so proud to be able to call you my sister... " Rubbing her nose bashfully, Seren laughed softly at the sentimental twist this had taken. Was it the wine? She honestly was not used to drinking much at all.
"Yeah? I am sure he knows it already. I am glad you feel fulfilled in what you do - it's the saddest thing when what we want is more draining than rewarding."
Leaning over, she nudged her shoulder lightly against her sister's, as brief or lingering a touch as she would permit. "I know I've only been here for a brief time... but I see what you have accomplished already. I'm so proud to be able to call you my sister... " Rubbing her nose bashfully, Seren laughed softly at the sentimental twist this had taken. Was it the wine? She honestly was not used to drinking much at all.
In every dreamer a dream - we're unstoppable
with something to believe in
with something to believe in
