Noe
If you fail to plan, you plan to fail
Strategy sets the scene for the tale
Strategy sets the scene for the tale
Sohalia, unfortunately, had a point. With that in mind, Noe continued to search, catching her breath as she looked under benches and around signs pointing the way to the skyport. When the Luminary spoke again, Noe looked up sharply. "Look, Sohalia - I appreciate what you did for my brother and I. If a little rose hunting is how I can repay you, then... I'll keep looking."
With that, the girl returned to her hunt. She paused only once, to tie her hair back out of her face; even in the shade of the Greatwood, Longheat was hot. She found herself missing Torchline more and more: the sea breeze, the crashing waves, and most of all, the safety.
With that, the girl returned to her hunt. She paused only once, to tie her hair back out of her face; even in the shade of the Greatwood, Longheat was hot. She found herself missing Torchline more and more: the sea breeze, the crashing waves, and most of all, the safety.
I'm the wind in our free-flowing sails
And the liquor in our cocktails
And the liquor in our cocktails
