Got no plans and I've got no money
Gone are the days of milk and honey
Gone are the days of milk and honey
If Zavien had offered the liquor, Soh might have taken him up on it, but if she’d learned anything over her LongNight bender in Torchline, it was that drinking didn’t seem to solve her problems. Especially not one of this magnitude, one that, as of yet, she was one of the only two people to know about in all of Caido. The weight of it was staggering. She wasn’t quite sure how the two of them weren’t yet on their knees from the burden they carried, but here they were, struggling onward, managing to smile and put on a brave face, if only for each other.
Later, perhaps, when she was alone in her home - maybe that would be when she gave in to her grief and despair. Even if the little apartment over her boarded-up shop hadn’t felt as much like home in the time she’d been back in Stormbreak as it had before her abduction, it was still hers, and the thought now of losing it was nearly as heartbreaking as the thought of Stormbreak itself falling from the sky.
But for now, she fell into step with Zavien, in part to take in her beloved city one last time, and in part so that she wouldn’t have to be alone with her thoughts just yet. ”What’s your favorite memory here?” she asked as they walked. ”We should do some sort of… memorial. Later, you know? With all the best parts of the city remembered.”
Later, perhaps, when she was alone in her home - maybe that would be when she gave in to her grief and despair. Even if the little apartment over her boarded-up shop hadn’t felt as much like home in the time she’d been back in Stormbreak as it had before her abduction, it was still hers, and the thought now of losing it was nearly as heartbreaking as the thought of Stormbreak itself falling from the sky.
But for now, she fell into step with Zavien, in part to take in her beloved city one last time, and in part so that she wouldn’t have to be alone with her thoughts just yet. ”What’s your favorite memory here?” she asked as they walked. ”We should do some sort of… memorial. Later, you know? With all the best parts of the city remembered.”
Green eyes and a head of gold
I'll give you two dollars if you save my soul
I'll give you two dollars if you save my soul
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
