[o] [SE] everything that we should be

To kiss in cars and downtown bars
Was all we needed

Soh giggled at the mental image of a glittery Ludo; for all that she knew little of the deity, she couldn't imagine it covered in sparkles. Still, she rather thought she might know just the person Maea was talking about. "Oh, do you know Nova Marin, too?" Nova was the only person that Soh knew who seemed to be allergic to plain colors; she always had something cute and fun on her outfits, and there always seemed to be something sparkly around wherever she was. Soh really admired that about her.

Testing out a swath of linen by tugging on the ends, Soh bit her lip as she considered. "This will be enchanted," she said. "I'm on a quest for Frey. I want something breathable, I think, in case I do decide to wear it all the time. Light so that it's not a pain in Longheat and can be easily layered over in Deepfrost." Velvet, as pretty as it was, seemed heavier than Soh had in mind, although silk had promise. She wandered over to that section, her eye caught by a particularly pretty silk that looked like a silver waterfall where it spilled off the bolt.

You drew stars around my scars
But now I'm bleedin'

Sohalia