Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
that perches in the soul
The Caretaker, for multiple reasons, had no notions of fearing someone with an Attuned measure tucked amidst similar, like minds. Perhaps she should’ve – given all sorts of Ascended parameters, but she also believed they’d have no right to tread anywhere near here. Not after what they’d done.
So it was on swoops and turns, on pulses of wind and updrafts, that she scaled and wandered, glancing down amongst the rigging of the Skyboat port, little eyes darting this way and that. Oh, I see you she noted in her gentle tones, fluttering downward on pink adornments and too much trust. Dark wings cast about roping seemed awfully silly, but she didn’t tease or taunt.
Instead, she landed, beak going towards the first proportions of the knotted length. That’s unfortunate. I’m sure you’ve learned your lesson now though, hm?
So it was on swoops and turns, on pulses of wind and updrafts, that she scaled and wandered, glancing down amongst the rigging of the Skyboat port, little eyes darting this way and that. Oh, I see you she noted in her gentle tones, fluttering downward on pink adornments and too much trust. Dark wings cast about roping seemed awfully silly, but she didn’t tease or taunt.
Instead, she landed, beak going towards the first proportions of the knotted length. That’s unfortunate. I’m sure you’ve learned your lesson now though, hm?
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
and never stops at all
