a ship is safe in harbor
but that's not what ships are for
but that's not what ships are for
She couldn’t shake Sohalia’s words away from her mind. But at least, they were down below, within fathoms, where the stretches of the Family couldn’t (?) hear their bonded conversations, their Attuned links, or the plotting of outright sedition. Maybe it gave her trepidation because she wasn’t one for overt violence – even if she wasn’t directly involved. But stripping Dahlia from her seat wouldn’t be simplistic or easy, and something in her heart knew that some of these machinations would remain meaningless – a pipe dream while they tried to dig into more than just aspirations.
Luckily the Moonkissed Reef provided a lush distraction – coral, stone, bright hues and colors all over again, far more awe-inspiring than the looming Basin, presided in softness. Be careful with these, her snout pointed out to some of the sharper portions, before narrowing her eyes at some animals nearby, noting their jagged, serrated, or pointed aspects. And those too.
Luckily the Moonkissed Reef provided a lush distraction – coral, stone, bright hues and colors all over again, far more awe-inspiring than the looming Basin, presided in softness. Be careful with these, her snout pointed out to some of the sharper portions, before narrowing her eyes at some animals nearby, noting their jagged, serrated, or pointed aspects. And those too.
Lena
