Your braids like a pattern
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Lyra trots alongside Deimos, listening intently as he describes the upgrades made possible with Safrin's assistance. Healing hot springs make her think of the fountain in Torchline - a useful thing to know about, certainly, especially for someone in her line of work. A warmth barrier, too, seems like it would be particularly useful in this climate. How does that work? she asks of the barrier. Is it warm, warm, or just warmer than Halo normally is? There's laughter in her voice to accompany the question, which sounds absurd even to her ears.
They approach a bread stall, and Lyra's stomach growls. Still, the Newfoundland follows Deimos's lead in whether to beg for food or continue on. As she waits to see what he'll do, she continues, Do you have any recommendations for offerings for her? I think I did alright so far, but I'd much prefer to bring her things she likes. There were the obvious things, of course, but maybe Deimos had some suggestions that were less apparent.
They approach a bread stall, and Lyra's stomach growls. Still, the Newfoundland follows Deimos's lead in whether to beg for food or continue on. As she waits to see what he'll do, she continues, Do you have any recommendations for offerings for her? I think I did alright so far, but I'd much prefer to bring her things she likes. There were the obvious things, of course, but maybe Deimos had some suggestions that were less apparent.
Passed down like folk songs
The love lasts so long
The love lasts so long
Lyra
