// where your body hears the words of the sun //
She wasn’t sure if he was going to bolt or simply remain, so she did her best to remain as a lifeline, as a tether, as a grounding, tangible portion to the earth they walked across. The Celestine was a welcome embrace just the same – the familiarity, the beauty, the wonder, sinking back into her veins in a calm, serene mannerism – every aspect of home that the Caretaker would materialize through her veins. A long, slow breath unfurled through her, and it was like breathing in the effervescence of their world – like miles and miles away from the scorched and vile stones lined near the Tower.
Leading them towards a small patch of another garden she’d been working on, she nodded at his descriptions – all apt, all poised, just as Vi himself would be – mind conjuring all the particulars. “Of course he’d answer you,” she smiled, and if it was a little coy, she didn’t much hide it. “Don’t you follow his beliefs?” Noble, virtuous, and good? She winked and wrinkled her nose, before settling them before the freshly laden loam. “Would here work?”
Leading them towards a small patch of another garden she’d been working on, she nodded at his descriptions – all apt, all poised, just as Vi himself would be – mind conjuring all the particulars. “Of course he’d answer you,” she smiled, and if it was a little coy, she didn’t much hide it. “Don’t you follow his beliefs?” Noble, virtuous, and good? She winked and wrinkled her nose, before settling them before the freshly laden loam. “Would here work?”
Lena
// spoken in the voices of trees //
