Lena
The Caretaker didn’t frequent the desert perhaps as much as she should. But with enough to do in the Celestine, and things to do with Starfall, the number of tasks had grown exponentially, so she found herself within the Suvahasi for the first time. Given enough time in the day, she would’ve happily inspected the plants, the thriving portions of nature given its proximity to the Greatwood, but alas – there were other notions of contribution. Perhaps in another interval, moment, or season.
Instead, she fluttered along parrot wings and gentle lulls, eventually winding her way to one of the large tree’s branches. Delighted and enthralled by its presence, she soaked in the plentiful bounty of seeds, and plucked one with her beak, intending to contribute to the cause.
Instead, she fluttered along parrot wings and gentle lulls, eventually winding her way to one of the large tree’s branches. Delighted and enthralled by its presence, she soaked in the plentiful bounty of seeds, and plucked one with her beak, intending to contribute to the cause.
we are more weather pattern than stone monument
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
