Liam
And I feel like my castle's crumbling down
And I watch all my bridges burn to the ground
And I watch all my bridges burn to the ground
Flowerbirth was Liam’s favorite season. With everything growing, it was easy to believe that one could begin anew, like so much of the flora and fauna that graced the Greatwood. Even if it hadn’t proven true for him as yet, he was starting to wonder if maybe starting over wasn’t what he needed as much as to move forward. His losses would always be his burden to bear, but perhaps the load would grow lighter the more he chose to share it with others.
Glancing at Maea, Liam nodded. ”There is. It’s a far cry from Stormbreak, I’ll say that.” He paused then said, ”Where is home for you? If you don’t mind my asking.” All the while, he hunted for a glimpse of a rose - any rose, at this point, if only to prove that they existed at all. He’d slowed his pace now to a more meandering speed, giving them time to search thoroughly in the hopes that they wouldn’t miss anything.
Glancing at Maea, Liam nodded. ”There is. It’s a far cry from Stormbreak, I’ll say that.” He paused then said, ”Where is home for you? If you don’t mind my asking.” All the while, he hunted for a glimpse of a rose - any rose, at this point, if only to prove that they existed at all. He’d slowed his pace now to a more meandering speed, giving them time to search thoroughly in the hopes that they wouldn’t miss anything.
And you don't want to know me, I will just let you down
You don't wanna know me now
You don't wanna know me now
