zephyr
The pastries are too tempting to ignore. You take a healthy bite of one, closing your eyes to savor the taste, an appreciative note slipping from between your lips. "Aye, it is," you answer once you've swallowed, nodding at Vai's clarification. "Met more'n one, though not too many. They're a secretive folk for the most part."
You take the mug between your hands and let it warm your skin, inhaling the scent of it (and oh my, is that liquor? A woman after your own heart indeed- you raise a grateful eyebrow at Vai while taking your first sip.) Setting the mug back on the table, you once again hum in thought.
"They say the mers collect the treasures dropped from shipwrecks, an' thats what their castles are made'a." You glance at Felix, trying to gauge his interest. Does he like stories? Is he too old for that? Or too young? Fuck, it's going to take a bit to wrap your mind around this whole thing. "But that their love'a treasure is what got 'em stuck in the water t'begin."
You take the mug between your hands and let it warm your skin, inhaling the scent of it (and oh my, is that liquor? A woman after your own heart indeed- you raise a grateful eyebrow at Vai while taking your first sip.) Setting the mug back on the table, you once again hum in thought.
"They say the mers collect the treasures dropped from shipwrecks, an' thats what their castles are made'a." You glance at Felix, trying to gauge his interest. Does he like stories? Is he too old for that? Or too young? Fuck, it's going to take a bit to wrap your mind around this whole thing. "But that their love'a treasure is what got 'em stuck in the water t'begin."
we were toogether
who cared about the rest?
who cared about the rest?
