When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
As the stranger refused to just meet with Alina after a few days, she gritted her teeth. "Fine." It came out sharply, and she was clearly annoyed that she was still there. "My name is Alina. You can send a note to the Greatwood telling me where and when to meet you." She glared at him.
With that, she took to the skies again. Her expression was unhappy, even if she was going to get something she needed. However, she was once more reminded that outsiders sucked, and that they made everything unnecessarily difficult. Even simple exchanges had to be a fight for dominance.
She'd be happy once she could stay firmly ensconced in the Greatwood again.
With that, she took to the skies again. Her expression was unhappy, even if she was going to get something she needed. However, she was once more reminded that outsiders sucked, and that they made everything unnecessarily difficult. Even simple exchanges had to be a fight for dominance.
She'd be happy once she could stay firmly ensconced in the Greatwood again.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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