Lena
Her eyes went wide at the arrow; glad, perhaps, that no one was around to be seriously mauled or wounded from the errant display. Nor would she blame the wind – her own incapabilities were enough. Still, it gave her a slight giggle to use it as an excuse, shaking her head as she snagged it out of the wood. It wasn’t too bent or marred, and she could re-use it. It gave her an opportunity to watch the Ancient’s attempts again, eyes widening as the breeze pushed it along to nearly topple the target. “Hey! That’s great!”
Buoyed and lofted by his near accomplishment, she notched the arrow back along the string. Thinking she needed to work on her aim and her strength, she didn’t pull as tightly, but raised it upwards, away from the boards. Inhaling on a long breath and ignoring Mittens’ half-hearted eyeroll, she released.
It actually went slightly higher this time, but still nowhere near accurate, becoming lodged in the center of the beams.
Buoyed and lofted by his near accomplishment, she notched the arrow back along the string. Thinking she needed to work on her aim and her strength, she didn’t pull as tightly, but raised it upwards, away from the boards. Inhaling on a long breath and ignoring Mittens’ half-hearted eyeroll, she released.
It actually went slightly higher this time, but still nowhere near accurate, becoming lodged in the center of the beams.
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
your choices outweigh your substance
your choices outweigh your substance
