Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Safrin’s appearance made it all the more apparent that despite any misgivings, their confidence had been true and worthy. What it meant thereafter, for them, and for anyone else infected, would remain to be seen. Like getting Everest to the springs (did he even want to? And how were they supposed to arrange that?).
But while those questions circulated through the Caretaker’s head, she didn’t let any of the newfound worries and apprehension appear; just as content and gratified in Safrin’s presence and balm, beaming in return. “Thank you again.”
And from there, they’d have a new sojourn to start.
[FIN]
But while those questions circulated through the Caretaker’s head, she didn’t let any of the newfound worries and apprehension appear; just as content and gratified in Safrin’s presence and balm, beaming in return. “Thank you again.”
And from there, they’d have a new sojourn to start.
[FIN]
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm







