Ianto
Gazing into his tea with blue eyes suddenly faraway, Ianto took a moment to consider the tale he would turn into a song with Lily's help. Eventually a small smile flickered across his face, and he sipped at the drink before continuing. "Arduinna is wild fae," he explained. "She is almost as old as the barrier that surrounded these Hollowed Grounds. She belongs to no tribe - neither the Sidhe Village nor the Sea of Branches lay claim to her. She is of the woods themselves, and the Greatwood adores her."
Letting out a slow sigh, he relaxed back into his chair. "Her hair is the colour of fire, like yours. And her eyes are like molten gold. She creates things I have never heard of, never believed could exist, and she has the sweetest voice in the forest."
Letting out a slow sigh, he relaxed back into his chair. "Her hair is the colour of fire, like yours. And her eyes are like molten gold. She creates things I have never heard of, never believed could exist, and she has the sweetest voice in the forest."
