// to the green lessons //
She’d heard similar sentiments from Zavien, and though she understood the nature of them, it was still difficult not to feel those familiar disheartening entities returning. Brushing them aside as best she could, she kept that stalwart ebullience with a firm nod. “Right. We can always come back.” Though she had begun to wonder how many times it would be before anyone found something – she hadn’t heard of any discovered blossoms since the time of the Voice’s rampant spread of disease.
So rather than crossing her arms over her chest or pouting, the Caretaker followed suit – watching as the man shifted into a panther. She hadn’t realized Bane was a fellow Attuned, so she gave a small smile at the notions – opting to partially shift her own gaze into cat semblances – and gently flowing in after him.
But even then, darkness attributes or otherwise, it felt like a dead end. The pool was still lovely, invigorating, and lush, yet yielded not a single flower in its midst. The sigh flowed through her regardless, a long deep breath signifying platitudes of feeling – cheeks puffing out until she’d finished the patch of air. “Nothing here either. Maybe we’ll have better luck next time.”
So rather than crossing her arms over her chest or pouting, the Caretaker followed suit – watching as the man shifted into a panther. She hadn’t realized Bane was a fellow Attuned, so she gave a small smile at the notions – opting to partially shift her own gaze into cat semblances – and gently flowing in after him.
But even then, darkness attributes or otherwise, it felt like a dead end. The pool was still lovely, invigorating, and lush, yet yielded not a single flower in its midst. The sigh flowed through her regardless, a long deep breath signifying platitudes of feeling – cheeks puffing out until she’d finished the patch of air. “Nothing here either. Maybe we’ll have better luck next time.”
Lena
// of soft, simple quiet beneath the sun //
