Though I've handled the wood, I still worship the flame
Torchline was one of the last places Everest would normally want to be during Longheat, and yet only a day or so before he'd requested that his Heart allow him to spend the majority of time there. Obligation would always come before personal preferences, which only meant that Ever would need to find a way of keeping cool if he was going to be working in the sun all season.
Having been to Flora's house with fairly low expectations of finding Isla there, the aviator had left a note wedged by the handle letting her know that he'd be by the healing fountain working on first aid kits should she be inclined to lend her expertise. He hoped to see her; despite the relative simplicity of the work and that he'd been raised by a doctor, Everest was quite sure from even having just been around Isla briefly that there was no limit on the things she might teach him.
Having removed his shirt if only because the feeling of his own drying salty sweat was driving him slightly insane, Everest sat beneath a palm tree encircled by several bottles, bandages, tinctures in tubes, and peppermint bark sitting in cups of sugar-water.
Having been to Flora's house with fairly low expectations of finding Isla there, the aviator had left a note wedged by the handle letting her know that he'd be by the healing fountain working on first aid kits should she be inclined to lend her expertise. He hoped to see her; despite the relative simplicity of the work and that he'd been raised by a doctor, Everest was quite sure from even having just been around Isla briefly that there was no limit on the things she might teach him.
Having removed his shirt if only because the feeling of his own drying salty sweat was driving him slightly insane, Everest sat beneath a palm tree encircled by several bottles, bandages, tinctures in tubes, and peppermint bark sitting in cups of sugar-water.
