Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Lena gave a firm nod at the notions, tucking the semblances away for any future endeavors into the Labyrinth. Experience mattered only a little – and the rest would remain enigmatic and mysterious, perhaps just the way the warren and maze preferred it.
As for other things, the Caretaker grinned while they wound their way back through turns and twists, mind keeping a steady beat of the patterns, regardless. “I agree,” to improvements, to building rather than destroying, to keeping and ensuring peace after all these tides had turned. “Thank you for your help today.”
And from there, they’d eventually find their way back again, into Grounds and stony fixtures.
{FIN}
As for other things, the Caretaker grinned while they wound their way back through turns and twists, mind keeping a steady beat of the patterns, regardless. “I agree,” to improvements, to building rather than destroying, to keeping and ensuring peace after all these tides had turned. “Thank you for your help today.”
And from there, they’d eventually find their way back again, into Grounds and stony fixtures.
{FIN}
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
