Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Are you death or paradise?
She'd never been to the Celestine, but Thal faintly recalls meeting someone who claimed to be the Caretaker. It wasn't something that interested her at the time - and she might even say that it still doesn't. After all, she's never been a flowers and kittens kinds of girl. The company on the other hand, is a different story. It's why she hadn't thought twice about accepting the bait, curiosity trumping all else.
Thoroughly intrigued, she takes in the greenery that begins to bloom around them, twilight dusting the leaves and petals in a shimmering light. Gentle flutters and chirps echo through the space in a beautiful song of nature that serenades the whisper of a breeze. It's soft and elegant and pretty in a way that makes her starkly aware of the sharpness of her own features, a defiant snap of her tail the only outward sign of her jealousy.
"If this 'big scary monster' turns out to be a blink hare, I will be stabbing you and it will hurt." Despite the joking tone and gleam in her eyes as she looks up at Vesper, Thal lets her hand rest against the hilt of her obsidian dagger, knowing exactly where she plans to place it.
Thoroughly intrigued, she takes in the greenery that begins to bloom around them, twilight dusting the leaves and petals in a shimmering light. Gentle flutters and chirps echo through the space in a beautiful song of nature that serenades the whisper of a breeze. It's soft and elegant and pretty in a way that makes her starkly aware of the sharpness of her own features, a defiant snap of her tail the only outward sign of her jealousy.
"If this 'big scary monster' turns out to be a blink hare, I will be stabbing you and it will hurt." Despite the joking tone and gleam in her eyes as she looks up at Vesper, Thal lets her hand rest against the hilt of her obsidian dagger, knowing exactly where she plans to place it.
Now you'll never see me cry
There's just no time to die
There's just no time to die
Thalassa
