// hope, is wonderfully messy //
Ah; that Elizabeth had been cursed made a whole lot more sense now. Her eyes widened sharply, concern knitted through her brow. “That’s unfortunate. I’m sorry to hear you went through that.” Especially through no inclination of her own; which had always bothered the Caretaker most about the racist overtures. Not many of them could alter the way they’d been born; and to harbor ill will against an entire race for one monstrosity was harsh and unrelenting. And it was awful to think it was still going on, in some stakes, along the shrines. “Definitely bring some friends along next time then.”
At the offer, her head perked up – the celestial zoo readily had its bout of intrigued individuals and welcome volunteers, amongst her assistants, but she hadn’t been offered sentiments in organizing notes or journal entries. “If you ever want to come to the Celestine, you’re more than welcome.” Elizabeth might be daunted by some of the milder stacks, but she could certainly try.
Nodding at the sentiments of the Climb, Lena wondered if it was just something she’d have to do on her constant journeys back and forth to the springs. “That’s all right, and thank you. Maybe I can peruse some more the next time I head to Frey’s Breath.”
While the foals continued to play and harass their elders, the Attuned listened to locations of therapist regimes; all the eager to pass the messages and particulars along. “Halo is beautiful though – but I understand if others don’t share the sentiment.” She laughed; overly fond of the Greenwing and its sprawling frost foxes. “If I hear anyone is interested, I’ll send them your way.”
At the offer, her head perked up – the celestial zoo readily had its bout of intrigued individuals and welcome volunteers, amongst her assistants, but she hadn’t been offered sentiments in organizing notes or journal entries. “If you ever want to come to the Celestine, you’re more than welcome.” Elizabeth might be daunted by some of the milder stacks, but she could certainly try.
Nodding at the sentiments of the Climb, Lena wondered if it was just something she’d have to do on her constant journeys back and forth to the springs. “That’s all right, and thank you. Maybe I can peruse some more the next time I head to Frey’s Breath.”
While the foals continued to play and harass their elders, the Attuned listened to locations of therapist regimes; all the eager to pass the messages and particulars along. “Halo is beautiful though – but I understand if others don’t share the sentiment.” She laughed; overly fond of the Greenwing and its sprawling frost foxes. “If I hear anyone is interested, I’ll send them your way.”
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
