Hotaru
I know they'll be coming to find me soon
But I fear I'm getting used to being held by you
Excitement and weariness war amongst the workers as the final commands are given. Victory dances on the tip of every tongue, electric but also silencing, as if a single uttered word might snap the new foundation in two. The same sort of holy muteness that inspires knocking on wood or breaking bottles on ship hulls. It’s such a charmingly human thing; Hotaru follows their lead with a small smile playing on her lips, some hybrid of fond and amused. But I fear I'm getting used to being held by you
Ready to be the one flying this time around, Ru shifts into her falcon form and plucks the first lantern off the landing to hang it on the nearest vertical support. Despite the sun remaining in the sky, Andraste abandons their shared tent to join her, slower in her youth and untrained musculature but no less dogged in determination. Together, the two carefully hang each lantern with precise claws and slit eyes.
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Ru and Andraste hang lanterns!
I used to sing about being free
Oh, baby, look what you've done to me
Oh, baby, look what you've done to me
