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
"Mmh, and maybe I thought I would begrudge you all the time you have had with him, while I have been... elsewhere." Turning slightly so that she could take a good, long, proper look at the girl, and properly imprint her into her memory, Seren eventually shook her head. "But no. I do not. If anything, I look forward to spending more time with you."
Raising her glass where the wine was running low and the condensation had begun to dry off, Seren smiled softly at this stranger of a woman who somehow had become her sister. Bound by the love their parents had for one another, and because they chose to be, it mattered little whether they shared the same blood or not.
"To family," she toasted, hoping to clink her glass against Flora's. "And more adventures to come."
Raising her glass where the wine was running low and the condensation had begun to dry off, Seren smiled softly at this stranger of a woman who somehow had become her sister. Bound by the love their parents had for one another, and because they chose to be, it mattered little whether they shared the same blood or not.
"To family," she toasted, hoping to clink her glass against Flora's. "And more adventures to come."
In every dreamer a dream - we're unstoppable
with something to believe in
with something to believe in
