// where your body hears the words of the sun //
Lena found the Barrows peaceful, and all of King’s End in the same light, even with the stories. Perhaps the final resting places gave her some semblance of serenity, and so close to Mourn, Meadowreach, and the Last Step, some portion of legends, stories, and myths that would never quite fade. Maybe they were contributing to a chapter now, as they settled across land and earth to place seeds into the soil.
The proximity to the Greatwood made this world a prime candidate for unfurling more helpful plantlife, so she tread along the plains and mounds, glancing over her shoulder at Koa. “Does this seem like a good spot?” Uncertain, truly, if he had a preference.
Mittens hovered over her other shoulder not unlike a snowball-esque bird, and then she tilted her head vaguely, one hand wrapped tightly around the golden seed. “Did you get to talk to Anju?”
The proximity to the Greatwood made this world a prime candidate for unfurling more helpful plantlife, so she tread along the plains and mounds, glancing over her shoulder at Koa. “Does this seem like a good spot?” Uncertain, truly, if he had a preference.
Mittens hovered over her other shoulder not unlike a snowball-esque bird, and then she tilted her head vaguely, one hand wrapped tightly around the golden seed. “Did you get to talk to Anju?”
Lena
// spoken in the voices of trees //
