all the men and women merely players

M i l d e w

Come down, little darling,
and lay at my breast

The yawn and burp surprised a laugh out of Mildew; usually, people who were aware of her age and Godliness adopted an air of reverent respect and took extra care not to offend. Luckily for Finn, it was unnecessary. After all of her years on Caido, she was very hard to truly upset. "Oh dear. Sounds like you need to go to bed indeed. Hmm..." As for coming over the next day, she tapped her chin and tilted her head from side to side.

"If you can see me early, then yes, but I'd like to start heading back afterwards." If she spent too long in the city, without the dirt under her feet and the swamp around her, Mildew began to find herself going stir crazy. "I'll be there in the morning." And she would, though her definition of morning began the second the sun came out. It would remain to be seen if this matched with Falkes.


{FIN}

Oh, come a little closer
and I'll do the rest