if tomorrow brings new hope, i hope it brings you
Everything goes remarkably smoothly- that is, until the end. After collecting supplies from Deimos' house, Amalia finds herself laughing riotously as they make the journey back to the guild, the sleigh ride a delicious distraction from the reason behind this particular task. Those who have lived in this place for a long time learned as children to find light in darkness: it is impossible to survive a week of LongNight without some moments of fun before the storm.
Of course, all play inevitably leads to some disaster. It isn't until they return to the guild that Amalia realizes what they've lost: a large bag of candles, the bulk of their supplies. Jumping from the sled the baker curses lightly, red cheeked and bright eyes and too amused by their antics to be terribly distressed. With an armful of supplies the girl pushes through the front door, laying them on the counter and finding a spot beside Deimos to announce their general success. "We had some casualties along the way!" Rising on tiptoes, she plants a chaste kiss upon his cheek before throwing an arm over Kiada's shoulders. "But don't worry, we'll go back for the fallen."
Of course, all play inevitably leads to some disaster. It isn't until they return to the guild that Amalia realizes what they've lost: a large bag of candles, the bulk of their supplies. Jumping from the sled the baker curses lightly, red cheeked and bright eyes and too amused by their antics to be terribly distressed. With an armful of supplies the girl pushes through the front door, laying them on the counter and finding a spot beside Deimos to announce their general success. "We had some casualties along the way!" Rising on tiptoes, she plants a chaste kiss upon his cheek before throwing an arm over Kiada's shoulders. "But don't worry, we'll go back for the fallen."
Amalia & Jyoti
