Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to say goodbye
But no one wants to say goodbye
The pair made their selections quickly and procured not only food and drink, but pillows and blankets as well, and eventually found themselves back atop the observatory, stretched out beneath the stars. Maea was an excellent storyteller, and Soh was content, for a while, to sit propped against pillows, a blanket over her lap, holding a steaming mug of hot cocoa in hand. A half-eaten hand pie sat beside her - apple, her favorite - and her gaze was fixed not on the sky above, but on Maea, who had enthralled her with the story of the sparkbird.
When she’d finished, Soh settled back against her pillows with a sigh, sipping at the cocoa and replaying parts of the story that she’d particularly liked in her mind. ”Do you think the legends are true?” Soh asked after a moment, curiosity sparking in her silver gaze. There was enough mystery in Maea’s countenance that the young woman couldn’t help but ask, enchanted by the possibility.
When she’d finished, Soh settled back against her pillows with a sigh, sipping at the cocoa and replaying parts of the story that she’d particularly liked in her mind. ”Do you think the legends are true?” Soh asked after a moment, curiosity sparking in her silver gaze. There was enough mystery in Maea’s countenance that the young woman couldn’t help but ask, enchanted by the possibility.
Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to die
But no one wants to die
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
