Lena
Home seemed to have so many different connotations lately, that it gave her pause. Stormbreak nowadays felt like a combination of every day routine happenstances, rotating through her usual roles and practices, and walking on eggshells, waiting for the next shoe to fall. “I haven’t heard anything else lately,” about any alterations and changes. “Except now Koa’s sister is infected.” How much that might affect the younger Attuned, she wasn’t certain, but with not much news funneled towards Stormbreak, at least at large, she could only pick up on snippets in between and morsels found between cracks in the enamel.
Settling along the blanket and beginning to take her own purple-hued wares out, and uncertain how to steer the conversation to anything resembling contentment, she tilted her head back towards Sohalia. “Has Torchline been well though? It must’ve been a decent LongNight.”
Settling along the blanket and beginning to take her own purple-hued wares out, and uncertain how to steer the conversation to anything resembling contentment, she tilted her head back towards Sohalia. “Has Torchline been well though? It must’ve been a decent LongNight.”
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
your choices outweigh your substance
your choices outweigh your substance
