a ship is safe in harbor
but that's not what ships are for
but that's not what ships are for
Had Lena granted herself a little more leave and time away, she might have immediately scurried towards the massive quantity and quality of books. Fae stories were incredibly rare and difficult to surmise, and the opportunity to gather some into her hands and seek out the information was nearly too much to bear. Reservedly, all of this was kept quite under wraps – though she did buzz a little with excitement, the kind of way young children might have far too much energy preserved in their small forms. “I’ve heard all kinds of things about this place too,” she murmured, placing her basket down on a table, as if claiming themselves a spot. "Do you have some decent libraries in Halo?"
If they looked odd while searching around roots, she was used to bizarre looks, given Mittens as a whole. The companion, case in point, hovered over their now reserved table with a glance of hideous disdain towards anyone staring their way.
If they looked odd while searching around roots, she was used to bizarre looks, given Mittens as a whole. The companion, case in point, hovered over their now reserved table with a glance of hideous disdain towards anyone staring their way.
Lena
