Sohalia
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Their talk, thus far today, had been surface-level, not delving into details about Flora's love life or Soh's news. It was a nice reprieve, although the Luminary couldn't help but wonder when it would all come to light. She still felt guilty that she'd inadvertently kept information from her best friend; when she looked back over her actions in past seasons, she realized that she hadn't been a very good friend to Flora, often dominating the conversation with herself and her problems rather than truly being there for the Doubletake. That was going to change, starting now.
She looked out over the valley to find the outline of a houseboat, her fingers itching for pencil and paper to capture the slow reclamation of the home. It was beautiful, but somehow the desertion of what had surely once been a peaceful place of respite filled Soh with a sort of melancholy that she couldn't shake, and she turned away from the picturesque vista and back to Flora, latching onto her friend's bright voice.
"I have to expose this -" And she pulled out the beautiful silver-and-blue vest she'd created with Nova's help. "- to the light of a single lantern." Setting the vest aside, Soh settled onto the picnic blanket, crossing her legs beneath her. "But we have some time before nightfall. Soooo... what's going on with you?"
She looked out over the valley to find the outline of a houseboat, her fingers itching for pencil and paper to capture the slow reclamation of the home. It was beautiful, but somehow the desertion of what had surely once been a peaceful place of respite filled Soh with a sort of melancholy that she couldn't shake, and she turned away from the picturesque vista and back to Flora, latching onto her friend's bright voice.
"I have to expose this -" And she pulled out the beautiful silver-and-blue vest she'd created with Nova's help. "- to the light of a single lantern." Setting the vest aside, Soh settled onto the picnic blanket, crossing her legs beneath her. "But we have some time before nightfall. Soooo... what's going on with you?"
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
