Lena
Keys to a home, favored spots, nothing but dust and debris to hold the sanction. “I fear I’m at a loss then,” unless there were other choices made in the interim. Had Sohalia been embarrassed, fretful, that she couldn’t withstand the pressure? Had all of it made her turn tail and leave, without telling a soul? “Do you have any other ideas?” They might as well churn something else up – it might keep her mind off of Dahlia and the rest of the hellish threshold they were damned and doomed to face.
Harper telling her she was brave was unexpected, and her eyes widened for a moment, before she placed her head back down, contemplating weeds and soil, the world at large. “I can’t abandon the Celestine.” And she wouldn’t – not the thing she cherished, not the animals residing and recuperating within, not the ties Frey had given and granted her. The thought had never even crossed her mind, which explained why it was so easy to dismiss. “I’ll just stay here.” She didn’t have any great or grand powers, she wasn’t very strong, but gods she could endure and hide with the best of them – why would Dahlia bother with her?
Harper telling her she was brave was unexpected, and her eyes widened for a moment, before she placed her head back down, contemplating weeds and soil, the world at large. “I can’t abandon the Celestine.” And she wouldn’t – not the thing she cherished, not the animals residing and recuperating within, not the ties Frey had given and granted her. The thought had never even crossed her mind, which explained why it was so easy to dismiss. “I’ll just stay here.” She didn’t have any great or grand powers, she wasn’t very strong, but gods she could endure and hide with the best of them – why would Dahlia bother with her?
little more like coming home
