Lena
if I can stop one heart
from breaking
Lena nodded, the grin still there, while the creature drank, while she hummed soft, soothing tones, taking some ointment out of her laden pockets, and placing some along her finger. With the Cloud Wyrm slightly distracted by Gideon’s presence – its eyes watching the subtle shifts and movements – she could easily swipe the herbal remedy along its side without complaint. “Very well done,” she cooed, a silly smile igniting when the animal swung its head back in shock. The bandages came next, though it seemed far more wary now; her eyes going to Gideon for a moment. “Do you think you could hold it? While I put the bandages on?” Or vice versa really; she simply didn’t have enough hands for the task. If Gideon was uncomfortable with it, she wouldn’t force him.from breaking
And while she made her other preparations, his shrugs, his sighs, indicated some other things, nuances flickering. Her head rose and tilted, the grin suddenly vacant, gone, vanquished as the words trickled down through her spine. “An Ascended Demi God?” Her words were quiet, dignified, but the terror, the horror, began to slide along them, syllable by syllable. Lena was not a being easily rattled or shaken; strong to the core, but this, this was truly terrifying. “How – how did such a thing happen?” And were there more? Was there anything to be done? The thoughts of too late surged along her spine, and she took a few quick, deep breaths, understanding why he’d come to the garden now; lacquered and layered beneath cosmic stars, where the dreaded wake of the Ascended didn’t exist.
I shall not live in vain
