it's whatever you feel, it's whatever i want to do
Aisha awoke to the sun rising, but it wasn't the light that made her shoot up in her bed. It was the warmth of the sunrays through glass panes, the light against her skin and she felt it. Finally. It wasn't pain and it wasn't cold, at some point in the night her curse had slipped away like a breath. With the change of season or the end of Longnight, whatever it was her cruel spirit had moved on, hopefully to die and never return.
The young warrior couldn't help but be fucking ecstatic, milling about the barracks and letting everyone of consequence know that she wasn't sick or cursed anymore. And never again would she complain about the cold, any temperature was warmer than she'd been for the past months, the heat of a fire seemed sweltering now. And so she left the great hall of the Shield barracks around midday, and headed out into the city to be happy, and warm.
She wasted no time setting about her plans for the season. First things first was her own personal venture, deciding where might be a good place to build or refurbish. She walked the streets bundled up tight in furs and silks, looking over monuments and plots of land that might befit her plans.
The young warrior couldn't help but be fucking ecstatic, milling about the barracks and letting everyone of consequence know that she wasn't sick or cursed anymore. And never again would she complain about the cold, any temperature was warmer than she'd been for the past months, the heat of a fire seemed sweltering now. And so she left the great hall of the Shield barracks around midday, and headed out into the city to be happy, and warm.
She wasted no time setting about her plans for the season. First things first was her own personal venture, deciding where might be a good place to build or refurbish. She walked the streets bundled up tight in furs and silks, looking over monuments and plots of land that might befit her plans.
AISHA
