Lena
// what is to give light must endure burning //
To her, even as they meandered through the middle of the woods, the broadcast meant hope. Though Vox might have grieved for the loss of Dahlia, however they’d done so, Lena didn’t – her eyes rounding as she listened. Her hands didn’t tremble like the last. Her breathing calmed, long inhales drawing in the surrounding light and air, thoughts roaming a mile a minute. “I think…it means we can go home soon.”
Maybe not until they’d helped King’s End with things. Maybe not until everything was official and done. Maybe not until they’d found someone to help lead that wasn’t a part of the Family, twisted and turned asunder. Maybe she was getting ahead of herself, but the excitement couldn’t dim, not now.
A very small smile etched its way upon her features as she glanced at Zavien. “Do you think the rest will leave?”
Maybe not until they’d helped King’s End with things. Maybe not until everything was official and done. Maybe not until they’d found someone to help lead that wasn’t a part of the Family, twisted and turned asunder. Maybe she was getting ahead of herself, but the excitement couldn’t dim, not now.
A very small smile etched its way upon her features as she glanced at Zavien. “Do you think the rest will leave?”
