LILY
oh, cover your crystal eyes
and let your colors bleed and blend with mine
and let your colors bleed and blend with mine
Luckily for Sunjata, Lily is one person the Luxere seem to love. And since this is one of the few things she’s good at, one of the few things she can actively do to contribute before she happily hides from the monsters for a week, the red head is out and about as much as she can be. The blight wreaked havoc on her body, so she’s bundled up in what might seem like too many layers - the pinched and hollow look in her face a startling mismatch to the extra weight her clothes might imply.
She carries a lantern to the light the way, a soft and lilting song preceding her through the woods. It’s an old Christmas Carol, the words having very little meaning to anyone who may not be from her world.
“To save us all from Satan’s power
When we were gone astray
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy.”
And maybe, just maybe, the blight is far enough from her blood that the luxere turn from Sunjata and head towards her, lured by the pureness in her voice.
