It’s all well and good to hover around the borderlands, ducking in and out of the trees as I please, but well... I’m not going to meet anyone fancy that way. Fancy, here meaning the kinds of people who were not apt to go traipsing around the borderlands to come meet me. Not that I mean any offence to those I’ve already met, even within my own head.
The grounders Fiat Lux celebration is the obvious place to start meeting people, critical mass of people and all that, but that doesn’t mean I have any idea how to actually integrate myself into the crowd. I see Jigano, and offer the silver haired man an excited wave, the pinks and yellows adorning my arms shining in the sun. Then, with my greeting done, I mingle, moving through the crowd easily and taking everything in.
Tarasha
the adnascentia of my soul will crack the earth
