// we stood, steady as the stars in the woods, so happy-hearted
and the warmth rang true inside these bones, as the old pine fell we sang //
and the warmth rang true inside these bones, as the old pine fell we sang //
They’re set down and the grin they send Bastien’s way is bright as it is vibrant – a hidden ghost of Rexanna as they follow their father toward the couch. “I’ve been cleaning it up! I talked to Wessex about my idea of rebuilding it. I think my first official task, though, is working on fixing the Barracks.” Because as they both know, the barracks had been through a lot during LongNight.
But for now? Idly? They can absolutely handle clearing up the Ruins when they have too much energy to burn.
However, in this moment, they’re more than content to sit beside their father in the comfort of the home they’d grown up in, their gaze bright as they focus on their father’s face, tucking one leg up underneath them as they focus their attention. “No… Not really. I saw Aamu! He told me a bunch of stories. Then I came back when I heard about everything going on.” They hadn’t wanted to be too far, and they know that they’re inexperienced with it. “I’m friends with Henry and I’m helping him fix up his farm.” There’s a softer smile here, before they shake their head and focus their attention back on Bastien. “I’ve heard the rumors though… That there are those that want to hurt us. So I’ve stayed close to home.” There’s still the glimmer of innocence and the inability of understanding why someone would want them dead, but they’d headed the warning and remained close.
But for now? Idly? They can absolutely handle clearing up the Ruins when they have too much energy to burn.
However, in this moment, they’re more than content to sit beside their father in the comfort of the home they’d grown up in, their gaze bright as they focus on their father’s face, tucking one leg up underneath them as they focus their attention. “No… Not really. I saw Aamu! He told me a bunch of stories. Then I came back when I heard about everything going on.” They hadn’t wanted to be too far, and they know that they’re inexperienced with it. “I’m friends with Henry and I’m helping him fix up his farm.” There’s a softer smile here, before they shake their head and focus their attention back on Bastien. “I’ve heard the rumors though… That there are those that want to hurt us. So I’ve stayed close to home.” There’s still the glimmer of innocence and the inability of understanding why someone would want them dead, but they’d headed the warning and remained close.
Azrael
