Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
She blinked in a bit of surprise as her tools and ingredients began sliding away from her hands of seemingly their own accord. The midwife glanced at Loren, not taking his little lecture well, though it didn’t immediately show. ”Don’t tell me how to treat my patients.” she said with a hint of firmness, trying to reach for her work again. Loren didn’t understand. She needed the work. She needed something to focus her subconscious mind on while drifting through dream worlds with her conscious mind, or else she would drift back to reality. Her reality was too much to bear.
”There is nothing I need I cannot get for myself, nor is there anything I cannot procure that you could either.” she with a quiet huff, still trying to reclaim her work and pointedly ignoring the soup.
