Flora
Standing back as Cat reeled in her line, despite living on the coast Flora had never once gone fishing. She'd purchased fish from any number of stalls and stands and had happily stood by while the local fishers did their thing, but in this she'd be utterly no help and so she left the other woman to it. Grinning at the size, the queen can only shrug. "Might go good in a stew, though?" But no, apparently not.
'It's true.' The queen agrees, stepping forward once again. "Besides, isn't there some saying about how the tough parts make all the good parts that much better?" Something about rain storms growing flowers, or shadows revealing the light? Glancing up where Cat was pointing, Flora tried to imagine the ridges painted in golden light as the sky screamed with the colours of dusk and dawn. "I bet it's really something." She hums under her breath, a slow smile spreading out across her lips.
"Well, if you ever want to find out for yourself, you're welcome to come visit. I've got an extra room you can stay in." Flora offers with a grin and while her offer is genuine, as Torchline's queen, she's also keen to prove to a Halovian that actually the coldest part of the world is not all that.
"Well...it's always warm. Longheat is like...crazy hot and you'll find yourself running from shadow to shadow to stay cool. But we've built fountains all over the city to help people stay cool and hydrated." Smiling, Flora's aqua eyes take on a slightly faraway sheen as she imagines her colourful coastal home. "Ever since the war half of the city is now raised into the air—it's like a long island with half in the water and half about a kilometre or so up. All of our houses are painted bright colours, so when you're sailing by on the coast it almost looks like something out of a fairytale. We have docks for regular ships and sky boats, and our coast is lined with torches and bioluminescent plankton so it constantly glitters at night like starlight."
'It's true.' The queen agrees, stepping forward once again. "Besides, isn't there some saying about how the tough parts make all the good parts that much better?" Something about rain storms growing flowers, or shadows revealing the light? Glancing up where Cat was pointing, Flora tried to imagine the ridges painted in golden light as the sky screamed with the colours of dusk and dawn. "I bet it's really something." She hums under her breath, a slow smile spreading out across her lips.
"Well, if you ever want to find out for yourself, you're welcome to come visit. I've got an extra room you can stay in." Flora offers with a grin and while her offer is genuine, as Torchline's queen, she's also keen to prove to a Halovian that actually the coldest part of the world is not all that.
"Well...it's always warm. Longheat is like...crazy hot and you'll find yourself running from shadow to shadow to stay cool. But we've built fountains all over the city to help people stay cool and hydrated." Smiling, Flora's aqua eyes take on a slightly faraway sheen as she imagines her colourful coastal home. "Ever since the war half of the city is now raised into the air—it's like a long island with half in the water and half about a kilometre or so up. All of our houses are painted bright colours, so when you're sailing by on the coast it almost looks like something out of a fairytale. We have docks for regular ships and sky boats, and our coast is lined with torches and bioluminescent plankton so it constantly glitters at night like starlight."
Fatefully, I tried to pick my battles 'til the battle picked me
Misery, Like the war of words I shouted in my sleep
Misery, Like the war of words I shouted in my sleep
Code stolen from Queen Sky
