Ophelia
He is humble, and it causes a fond look to caress Phi’s face, blatantly endeared and almost amused by his need to diminish himself. “Perhaps not, but I am allowed my favorites,” they reply dreamily, the undercurrent of playfulness apparent. Wessex and Sam are high upon that list to be sure, and it’s why they’d been so excited to see him alone upon the fringes of the crowd. Eager for a chance to spend more time with him.
“Yes, there is much to do. But even a belated visit or missive is better than nothing. We are eternal - what is a few seasons gone by to those like us?” Already the days blend for the phantom, marked by the length the sun travels in the sky instead of hours that never seemed plentiful enough before with all the work that was to be done.
His warning is one they abide sincerely. “It is a burden, to be weak. I do not want to tempt the hands of the narrow-minded, but freedom is still so new to me.” And all the more enticing for it. Phi’s world had scarcely been wider than the farm’s boundaries - now it is dizzyingly wide, and they long to explore it.
“Yes, there is much to do. But even a belated visit or missive is better than nothing. We are eternal - what is a few seasons gone by to those like us?” Already the days blend for the phantom, marked by the length the sun travels in the sky instead of hours that never seemed plentiful enough before with all the work that was to be done.
His warning is one they abide sincerely. “It is a burden, to be weak. I do not want to tempt the hands of the narrow-minded, but freedom is still so new to me.” And all the more enticing for it. Phi’s world had scarcely been wider than the farm’s boundaries - now it is dizzyingly wide, and they long to explore it.
For Justice knows the balance and your case cannot be won
By pressing down the scales with your own thumb
By pressing down the scales with your own thumb
