Not just a fighter, not just a dreamer
Amazing creator, relentless believer
In who I am and what I got inside
Amazing creator, relentless believer
In who I am and what I got inside
Straightening up, Seren accepted the jar and very carefully transferred it from her hands into the pocket realm. For someone unaccustomed to the sight, seeing her bend halfway into nothingness to the point where both head and torso disappeared might be unnerving. Maeve should be getting used to it by now though, and the young demigod certainly did not treat it as anything special.
"Anywhere is fine, as long as it's not here," she replied, and took her friend's hand. Looking around, Seren found that none of the horizons held any allure at the moment. She was tired, bone weary and with far too much to think about. Once she found a decent shelter to stay the night, perhaps she would try to write. Penning letters had a way of clearing the mind that even conversations with the Madame could not manage.
- FIN
"Anywhere is fine, as long as it's not here," she replied, and took her friend's hand. Looking around, Seren found that none of the horizons held any allure at the moment. She was tired, bone weary and with far too much to think about. Once she found a decent shelter to stay the night, perhaps she would try to write. Penning letters had a way of clearing the mind that even conversations with the Madame could not manage.
- FIN
Seren
