Disciples and Deadly Things

PHOEBE

Phoebe had gone to the Glade to get away from everything for a moment. It was always so beautiful and calming, to simply be surrounded by life going about its business as if turmoil didn't exist all around them. Things were...uncomfortable at best as of late. The barrier was down which dismayed some, excited others, and caused a lot of uncertainty. She was expecting and while things with Emmett were better she still felt like they could fall apart at any second. Though it had resulted in an argument, she remembered the advice of a white-haired Loreseeker, and decided to take a moment for some self care.

She packed herself a little lunch and now sat amongst the flowers and grasses on a small blanket, eating a little meat hand-pie. She still had a few sweets and a couple jars of lemonade she had made. It was a refreshing way to spend the afternoon for sure. Perhaps she needed to do things like this more.

I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy