[se] the sun knew you too

Lena

and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm

The familiarity of the voice kept away any shocked proportions as she glanced upward from her haggling, a light laugh following through. “I’m always in need of supplies, unfortunately.” Bandages, food, all odds and ends for herself, Stormbreak, or the animals she cared for. “What brings you here?”

Turning back towards the merchant, and successful in her purchase for the spices, she carefully placed the bottles of vanilla and cinnamon in her basket, shifting them around to ensure nothing clattered or broke on her way back home. “I was just thinking of using these to bake something for the upcoming festival. Have you heard about it?”

that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm