// hope, is wonderfully messy //
Sohalia would be in luck – for Lena already had an idea, involving no danger whatsoever, and an encouraging salve and balm towards relaxation. Giving her another smile, she began to offer explanations. “There is, actually.” Pausing, her eyes flickered around, before continuing. “I’m not sure if you’ve heard of Rae’s lilies. They’re a rare flower located in Frey’s Breath, and have been used before in healing sicknesses.” From the Voice’s penchant for spreading disease, to now the void-infected regions. “We’ve been trying to collect them. Some can be used to stop the spread in the Wilds,” like through the Feverlands, Greatwood, and Oerwoud – though the latter had already been cleansed by different means. “And some can be used on Starfall.” Pondering over the circumstances, she mulled through the other portions of information she’d been told.
“I haven’t found any yet,” though she’d been a score and handful of times. And intended to go again. “But someone is bound to snag one at some point. And then that can weaken…” she gestured with a vague handwave towards the purplish isle in the distance.
“I haven’t found any yet,” though she’d been a score and handful of times. And intended to go again. “But someone is bound to snag one at some point. And then that can weaken…” she gestured with a vague handwave towards the purplish isle in the distance.
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
