Fern
Warm breeze blowing summer smell
Those Friday nights and stars up in the sky
Made me feel so damn alive
Those Friday nights and stars up in the sky
Made me feel so damn alive
Large eyes blink back, the nictitating membrane rolling across before sweeping back, eyes momentarily paling beneath the built-in flight goggles. I wonder that too, Fern answers back to the voice that appears beside her thoughts, practiced in the art of the bond after doing so with her father, although there is a surprised ruffle that lifts up every one of her feathers.
How can you do that? She wonders, beak parting as a low, suspicious screech drags itself out of her chest towards the flaming fox, her tongue lifting in the mild upset of such confusion. My mother is an ancient and she can't!
The horns and tail had of course given Knell away, especially once her hat had gone tumbling free, and the ember fox that stands before her now is maybe proof that she's more, although such a detail is currently lost to her beneath the rising chaos of her understanding shifting. Her head bobs, the energy of it all needing an exit.
How can you do that? She wonders, beak parting as a low, suspicious screech drags itself out of her chest towards the flaming fox, her tongue lifting in the mild upset of such confusion. My mother is an ancient and she can't!
The horns and tail had of course given Knell away, especially once her hat had gone tumbling free, and the ember fox that stands before her now is maybe proof that she's more, although such a detail is currently lost to her beneath the rising chaos of her understanding shifting. Her head bobs, the energy of it all needing an exit.
Didn't know that I had found the good times
We were happy as can be
Now it's just a memory that's faded
We were happy as can be
Now it's just a memory that's faded
