// hope, is wonderfully messy //
Relishing in the bread as well, she was more than content, already beginning to consider taking more home – figuring Zavien, Sol, and Mittens alike would all dig in – and it’d be a nice snack after morning or evening chores for the next couple of days. All the while, she listened as Hadama unfurled his plans, smiling and swallowing down several more bites before answering. “It’s always busy,” she added with bright cheer – unbothered by the sentiments. “And I’ve been extending our gardens, so that has kept me plenty occupied.” And with Zavien’s quest – there’d been multitudes to concoct, in leagues and places.
Taking a sip of her drink and easing through her shoulders, she eyed the rolls again before opting out, not wanting to fill up too quickly. Realizing she hadn’t asked about his own region, she persisted in discourse rather than plucking any more bread into her clutches. “How has Torchline been?”
Taking a sip of her drink and easing through her shoulders, she eyed the rolls again before opting out, not wanting to fill up too quickly. Realizing she hadn’t asked about his own region, she persisted in discourse rather than plucking any more bread into her clutches. “How has Torchline been?”
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
