Lena
even when no one was looking
I was still kind
I was still kind
Lena was never without, nor far from hope; full of bright convictions and effervescent designs. But she could understand the dimming prowess in his eyes – with his sibling touched by the infestation, with everything else reeling and rolling. Plans in place still felt far away when everything hit so squarely home. So she touched the donut back, then finished off the remains, granting a large grin at his vehement rejection of walking palms.
Though she didn’t expect the offer of training – eyes rounding significantly and then glancing downward at the stones - that usual adverse reaction to the basics of weaponry still embedded in her soul. She was getting better at the bow, and they wouldn’t talk about her latest attempts with the staff…a workout though made it sound less of a vehement and violent discourse; far more acceptable. “Depends. What were your plans?”
Though she didn’t expect the offer of training – eyes rounding significantly and then glancing downward at the stones - that usual adverse reaction to the basics of weaponry still embedded in her soul. She was getting better at the bow, and they wouldn’t talk about her latest attempts with the staff…a workout though made it sound less of a vehement and violent discourse; far more acceptable. “Depends. What were your plans?”
with all of my heart
even when it is invisible
even when it is invisible
