[se] the poems we write

Evie

Come rest your bones next to me
And toss all your thoughts out to the sea

She's certainly not unwell, and thank all the gods for it. After seeing how Hotaru and Cordelia had suffered with their twins, Evie thanks all her lucky stars for such a simple and unobtrusive pregnancy. Even the normal fatigue and cravings had been minimal and manageable - a real blessing given how much of a foodie she is.

"I don't think I have the energy for building, but if you'd leave the figures unpainted? I'd like to do that." It had been a newer hobby when she and Deimos had first reunited after the war, and she has continued to dabble throughout the years, though she doesn't think it will ever be more than a decently-skilled pastime. Still, it would be meaningful for her to be the one to paint it, and to feel more involved without having to put forth more physical effort. "I was thinking though, while you work on making it - we're quite close to the change of the season now, we should probably start settling on names." They'd thrown a few around here and there, but had yet to sit down and contemplate the idea with focused intent.

I'll pull up each of our anchors
So we can get lost, you and me