Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Her eyes widened at the thought of another training session. A part of her wanted to immediately reject, offer her calm consolations and acknowledgments, and never have to bite into the parallels of such actions again.
Except she knew better. And with Stormbreak now in the midst of its own upheaval, there’d come a time where she’d likely have to defend herself – and Lena couldn’t be the one laying down, arms upraised, surrendering immediately.
So while her face must’ve gone through a litany of emotions as her thoughts persisted and circled back, she nodded, still not exactly keen. “I could try, if you don’t mind. I know some basics.” Zavien had at least instilled the fundamentals in, no matter how awful it’d been.
Except she knew better. And with Stormbreak now in the midst of its own upheaval, there’d come a time where she’d likely have to defend herself – and Lena couldn’t be the one laying down, arms upraised, surrendering immediately.
So while her face must’ve gone through a litany of emotions as her thoughts persisted and circled back, she nodded, still not exactly keen. “I could try, if you don’t mind. I know some basics.” Zavien had at least instilled the fundamentals in, no matter how awful it’d been.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
