Maeve
Her smile grows at Edmund's childlike wonder and she has to remind herself that there are still so many things that are new to him. He's only been in this world for less than a season and he's only been this big for about half of that time. She laughs softly, nodding in agreement at his hushed observation, "It is pretty. Très jolie. Very pretty." Once more she sprinkles in her language, making sure he can hear her over the roar of the Leap, wrapping an arm around his waist as he sticks his own hand out towards the water.
"Because the rocks are stronger. When I was a girl, they used to be much bigger, but as time has gone on they've gotten a bit smaller. The water takes a little bit away at a time." The Nightshade explains, thinking a lesson on erosion might be taught better down at the beach, but this would do for now.
"Because the rocks are stronger. When I was a girl, they used to be much bigger, but as time has gone on they've gotten a bit smaller. The water takes a little bit away at a time." The Nightshade explains, thinking a lesson on erosion might be taught better down at the beach, but this would do for now.
But I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush
