Lena
The Caretaker took a quick intake of breath along the surface, before joining Sohalia back down along the aptly named Spiral Marketplace. It was appropriate and sensible – the shape reminding her of many shells sold in various shops amongst Torchline, stories upon stories of shops, merchants, and kiosks, with a whole semblance of wares to catch the eye. There was space enough for them to swim through, perusing and shopping, and it was delightful to think they could even do so, as animals, milling about with the rest.
Ooh, look at this! she eyed excitedly, waving a flipper over to her swordfish friend. Though they likely wouldn’t be able to purchase anything, given the lack of funds and ways to contribute to the exchanging of goods regardless, it was still fun to window shop. She used her pink snout to point out a gorgeous and glassy set of windchimes, or maybe they were ‘wave’ chimes, decorated in an abundance of cool hues and blends.
Ooh, look at this! she eyed excitedly, waving a flipper over to her swordfish friend. Though they likely wouldn’t be able to purchase anything, given the lack of funds and ways to contribute to the exchanging of goods regardless, it was still fun to window shop. She used her pink snout to point out a gorgeous and glassy set of windchimes, or maybe they were ‘wave’ chimes, decorated in an abundance of cool hues and blends.
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
your choices outweigh your substance
your choices outweigh your substance
