Sohalia
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Sohalia sat at the edge of the hot springs, her legs tucked neatly beside her and her skirts fanned out just so. Today, she wore a pretty white blouse that bared her collarbones and a red skirt that fell to her ankles, and she wore her long blonde hair in waves down her back. She'd selected her outfit with a great deal more care than usual. While she'd never thought herself particularly vain, the effort she'd put into her appearance today was a testament to her excitement and eagerness to impress the young man she was meeting.
A few letters exchanged and here she was, at the Eye of the Storm, waiting for Koa. She'd arrived early, this being one of her favorite places in Stormbreak, for a little sketching. Just now, by the edge of the springs, she made a pretty picture, her hair tucked in front of a shoulder, baring the side of her neck; her head bowed over a journal with the slightest of frowns on her face as she concentrated on getting her proportions just so; her eyes flicking up every now and then to capture the details around her before trying to put them down on paper.
She hadn't meant to get so wrapped up in her drawing, but she was so focused on her work that she didn't notice the time, and she didn't hear when someone approached behind her.
A few letters exchanged and here she was, at the Eye of the Storm, waiting for Koa. She'd arrived early, this being one of her favorite places in Stormbreak, for a little sketching. Just now, by the edge of the springs, she made a pretty picture, her hair tucked in front of a shoulder, baring the side of her neck; her head bowed over a journal with the slightest of frowns on her face as she concentrated on getting her proportions just so; her eyes flicking up every now and then to capture the details around her before trying to put them down on paper.
She hadn't meant to get so wrapped up in her drawing, but she was so focused on her work that she didn't notice the time, and she didn't hear when someone approached behind her.
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
