I am not a product of my circumstances.
It was nice to lose herself in the work. Elizabeth tugged and pulled at random vines, snipping away the ones that were too hard to remove. Before long, she'd made a decent amount of progress on the porch, noticing that Lyra was doing the same. If they kept it up, they would be done in no time at all! She smiled to herself, ripping away a weak bit of vine to reveal the wooden structure beneath.
Maea's call had her looking over the railing to the Ancient, noting the way she sucked at her bloody knuckle. "Thanks for the warning. Are you okay?" Her own magic made it easy to avoid touching the thorns, but that didn't mean the others had the same, and she considered offering to help with the other sections to prevent similar injuries.
Elizabeth accepts the gloves and continues clearing another quarter of the porch.
Maea's call had her looking over the railing to the Ancient, noting the way she sucked at her bloody knuckle. "Thanks for the warning. Are you okay?" Her own magic made it easy to avoid touching the thorns, but that didn't mean the others had the same, and she considered offering to help with the other sections to prevent similar injuries.
Elizabeth accepts the gloves and continues clearing another quarter of the porch.
Elizabeth
I am a product of my decisions.
