in a world where you can do anything: love
the honeysuckle princess
Phoebe hummed, managing to give Melita a ghost of a smile, even if it didn't quite reach her eyes the effort was there. "It sounds like a fairybook story." she mused, a hand running over Pim's scales absentmindedly. "A brave young warrioress, coming to a strange new world, receiving gifts from gods, defeating terrifying monsters, and finding new friends along the way?" she nodded slowly, eyes staring off far and away. It really was like a fairytale, even mixed and interwoven with the sorry, Melita's tale seemed to have more light in it than darkness.What would her story have?
Slowly she stood, holding her basket in both hands, and ignoring Pim's growl of displeasure at having his nap disrupted. "Thanks for talking with me, Melita. It's...It's been really nice."
PHOEBE
