Seren
I am magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
Destined to seek, destined to know
Destined to seek, destined to know
Seren had a few options to choose from, when it came to reactions at a time like this. Either she could be shy and timid, or reserved and careful, or she could be happy and enthusiastic. Possibly she could also remain surly and quiet, but that felt boring. Looking up, she blinked down at the person and found that it was a stranger. A pretty woman with hair as dark as her own, with a huge scythe at her back. The question was fairly standard by now, as most adults seemed concerned about her being on her own, though the girl had yet to grow tired of answering it.
"Hello Weaver, my name is Seren," she replied, already brightening a little. "I wanted to play, but all my games are boring today and my family is busy. Do you want to play with me?"
Strictly speaking she shouldn't ask, because Weaver was a stranger... but desperate times called for desperate measures.
"Hello Weaver, my name is Seren," she replied, already brightening a little. "I wanted to play, but all my games are boring today and my family is busy. Do you want to play with me?"
Strictly speaking she shouldn't ask, because Weaver was a stranger... but desperate times called for desperate measures.
I am a princess on the way to my throne
Destined to reign, destined to roam
Destined to reign, destined to roam
