there are moments that the words don't reach
Phoebe Steadman
the Nightingale
Midwife

Age: 26 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood
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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?

Her head shook slowly. "Frey does not treat all grief equally." she said quietly, eyes growing hazy and distant once more, reminiscing and falling once more into her day dream. When she had lost her first child, and Frey had ferried her away to their realm for a time to mourn and heal, ever comforting. She did not for a second think Frey would recommend the same treatment as what Loren had gotten, given where hers was stemming from. Just like not all plants required the same care, such was the same with people.

But again she shrugged. "They don't see the point in marriage. But they are a god. There are many things people do they do not see a point in." she said.


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RE: there are moments that the words don't reach - by Phoebe - 01-04-2020, 03:03 AM

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