Vega
Sweet rain like mercy in the night
Lay me down, wash away the sorrow
Lay me down, wash away the sorrow
When the word of a trial spread around her dining room, Vega was interested. It was easy to tell where the crowd was gathering, and the woman moved with them. Despite her size, bodies parted for her and she was able to stand in a spot where she could easily see the action. She was highly interested in what their new governor would do. The inn keeper had never seen him in action -- this was the first real time she had left her inn to see what the rest of the world was up to. Grief would do that to you.
Now, with interest, the curved woman cocked a hip and settled in.
Caress my soul and set it right
Lay me down, show me your tomorrow
Lay me down, show me your tomorrow
