once upon a charm

Elias

Elias startled at the voice, his smile confused, only briefly. He doesn't answer her first question with words, simply shrugging. After all, he was a bit far from home.

Taking a moment to study her, such a beautiful spirit, her next question causes him to pause, only a second, before he starts talking. "Phoebe's beautiful. When I see her, I feel, like... The same awe as I do, when the wind takes hold of leaves, or flower petals, and you watch them swirl through the air..." That's not a very clear description, and he continues, a bit on a ramble.

"She's got hair like sunlight when it shines between the leaves of a tree, and these expressive, honey brown eyes that you can just get lost in, like a whirlpool sucking you under. And she doesn't really like that she stands out in Torchline, but I think she's perfect because she stands out..." He falls quiet, realizing that he's been rambling, and offers the woman a sheepish
smile.

"Apologies."

Nothing around here is quite as it seems,
Not sure if anything's real or a dream,
And the only thing sure from the start,
Is the song that's inside of your heart,
Don't let it leave.