Evie
i'll plant a row of daisy seeds
in the space beneath each eye
in the space beneath each eye
Evie winces on Elizabeth’s behalf to see her elbow take the blow instead. Her magic will soothe any pains or injuries, but that had to hurt. At least it wasn’t the funny bone? That would have been amusing to witness but surely would have ended their spar a little early.
Evie meanwhile disengages, swiftly evaluating that the close-quarters stances they’ve ended up in won’t do her any favors. Elizabeth’s blow is less threatening as she lunges backward, but the Evergreen still has to divert it with the tip of her own staff to truly avoid getting caught by it. Grinning, exhilarated, Evie pulls her ace card to match the other woman’s successes.
The stone and earth of the training grounds buck and shift sharply, right underneath Elizabeth’s feet, as if sediment has somehow turned to roiling waves of water. Evie keeps her distance instead of closing in, watching Elizabeth’s response to better advise her at the spar’s end.
Evie meanwhile disengages, swiftly evaluating that the close-quarters stances they’ve ended up in won’t do her any favors. Elizabeth’s blow is less threatening as she lunges backward, but the Evergreen still has to divert it with the tip of her own staff to truly avoid getting caught by it. Grinning, exhilarated, Evie pulls her ace card to match the other woman’s successes.
The stone and earth of the training grounds buck and shift sharply, right underneath Elizabeth’s feet, as if sediment has somehow turned to roiling waves of water. Evie keeps her distance instead of closing in, watching Elizabeth’s response to better advise her at the spar’s end.
so they'll remind you of your beauty
when they bloom each time you cry
when they bloom each time you cry
