The last few weeks had been hell, and the knowledge that Stormbreak was falling or had perhaps already fallen rattled around Sohalia’s mind on loop. Ever since Safrin had spirited them away from the city, Soh had been restless, waiting for the inevitable fall and hoping, praying, that they’d done enough. She was sure that everyone was out - they’d made sure, and Safrin had made sure - but what if they were wrong? She had nightmares about some random child, scared and alone, or some stray creature who hadn’t quite made it to the Celestine.
So she didn’t sleep. Instead, she did the one thing she could think to do: she flew to Torchline to see her best friend.
When she arrived at Wildering House, she was tired, dusty, and withdrawn. Her clothes were rumpled and travel-worn, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were puffy, like she’d been crying off and on (and she probably had). She went straight to the cabinet where her favorite spirit seemed to live (the one who liked offerings of pretty stones and flowers) and gave it a chunk of quartz and a note to deliver to Flora, hoping that it would find its way to her friend and let her know that Soh had arrived.
Then Soh went to the pool, where she promptly stripped down to her underwear and jumped in. Fed by the healing waters of Torchline’s fountain, Soh hoped that by the time Flora arrived, she’d feel rejuvenated. And if not, well, at least she’d been cooler than sh was five minutes ago.
So she didn’t sleep. Instead, she did the one thing she could think to do: she flew to Torchline to see her best friend.
When she arrived at Wildering House, she was tired, dusty, and withdrawn. Her clothes were rumpled and travel-worn, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were puffy, like she’d been crying off and on (and she probably had). She went straight to the cabinet where her favorite spirit seemed to live (the one who liked offerings of pretty stones and flowers) and gave it a chunk of quartz and a note to deliver to Flora, hoping that it would find its way to her friend and let her know that Soh had arrived.
Then Soh went to the pool, where she promptly stripped down to her underwear and jumped in. Fed by the healing waters of Torchline’s fountain, Soh hoped that by the time Flora arrived, she’d feel rejuvenated. And if not, well, at least she’d been cooler than sh was five minutes ago.
When memories fade we've got each other
When time and confusion collide
When time and confusion collide
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
