Sohalia
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Whatever Sohalia had been expecting, the fortune she received was decidedly not it. She laughed, surprised, pleased in spite of herself. Soh had never thought of herself as vain, but the idea that she would never again have a bad hair day was pleasant enough that she secretly hoped her fortune would come true.
Accepting the cootie catcher from Lena, Soh settled back into her spot and wiggled her eyebrows at her friend. "Are you ready?" she asked, laughter evident in her voice. When Lena gave the word, she began to move the trinket, flashing pieces back and forth until settling once more. "Pick a color."
Accepting the cootie catcher from Lena, Soh settled back into her spot and wiggled her eyebrows at her friend. "Are you ready?" she asked, laughter evident in her voice. When Lena gave the word, she began to move the trinket, flashing pieces back and forth until settling once more. "Pick a color."
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
