Isla
It constantly surprises Isla, how many non-Ascended there still are in the Hollowed Grounds. And honestly it warms her heart too, knowing that there are people who would still be willing to be around them, despite everything. Not only that - non-Ascended need to eat. And that means markets are open.
She no longer needs to worry about the sun as much as she used to, an observation she absolutely needs to test when she gets a spare moment, and so it's with the Leafchange breeze whispering through her fair hair and the pale light on her paler face that she strolls among the stalls. Her senses might be dulled, but her imagination is as sharp as ever, and didn't they say you eat with your eyes?
If it's true, then all the candies and pastries they are selling are definitely delicious.
She no longer needs to worry about the sun as much as she used to, an observation she absolutely needs to test when she gets a spare moment, and so it's with the Leafchange breeze whispering through her fair hair and the pale light on her paler face that she strolls among the stalls. Her senses might be dulled, but her imagination is as sharp as ever, and didn't they say you eat with your eyes?
If it's true, then all the candies and pastries they are selling are definitely delicious.
we're gonna separate ourselves tonight
we're always running scared but holding knives
we're always running scared but holding knives
