PHOEBE
Phoebe smiled, glad that the young woman was taking her up on her counter offer. Frey would advise against joining in the war, of that she was certain. Why would Frey tell her not to join but tell Lisbeth to do so after all? It didn't make sense. The Nightingale stood, carefully picking up the basket. "I live in the Greatwood. You can just send a letter to the Sidhe Village and it will find its way to me." she said with a small smile. "Thank you for all your help. It was good to meet you, Lisbeth." she said before turning to depart and head on back to Torchline to get Jude.
{FIN}
I look up to the little bird
The flies across the sky
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
The flies across the sky
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
