Lilac the ability to control myself

bring me your suffering
the rattle roar of broken bones

She didn’t want to have a permanent frown etched on her face, but gods, this shit was irritating. Unaware of the latest string of fortune in other places, she glanced around at the Mathair, its roots, while listening to the lateness of it all. “Probably better than nothing though,” and there might still be time to get something accomplished. She certainly didn’t know the framewoks of shit going on or down – but eventually everything was going to come to a head.

Pondering over their options for the next wandering and meandering trip, she considered going inward. “Want to try the Observatory?” Last time she’d been there she’d run into that Niki dude – but maybe this time they could catch glimpses of stars, even if they weren’t successful in the flower acquiring.

[FIN]

the honeybee

Bring me the riot in your heart
angry, wild, and raw