Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
With those notions in mind, and several others to make note of when they returned home, Lena gave a little dolphin nod, before lingering along the outer portions of the gardens. She meandered back and forth, missing nothing on her slower swim, taking her time to snag and delve into each and every particular plant.
When there was nothing more to see in this area, her eyes flickered and glanced elsewhere – especially off into the looming depths nearby. We can head over there next, towards thickets and darkness, the promise of a glow hovering nearby, she offered with a flip of her tail, eager to continue their exploration (already learning quite a bit and leaving much to the imagination in the same breadth).
[FIN]
When there was nothing more to see in this area, her eyes flickered and glanced elsewhere – especially off into the looming depths nearby. We can head over there next, towards thickets and darkness, the promise of a glow hovering nearby, she offered with a flip of her tail, eager to continue their exploration (already learning quite a bit and leaving much to the imagination in the same breadth).
[FIN]
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
