Seren
I am magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
Destined to seek, destined to know
Destined to seek, destined to know
Still reeling in shock, Seren watched her uncle's frantic attempts at saving her picture. She loved him for the serious effort. For the magic he used. For the way he so casually demonstrated the varied uses a knife might have - she wanted one too, now - and for not laughing, or commisserating, or even saying anything, really.
She didn't even cry. Just blinked in wide-eyed astonishment at how most of the disaster was removed, leaving only a moderate mess, rather than utter ruin. Quietly, seriously, without a word, Seren held out her hands to accept the painting back when he was done.
To stare at it, and see how she might salvage this.
She didn't even cry. Just blinked in wide-eyed astonishment at how most of the disaster was removed, leaving only a moderate mess, rather than utter ruin. Quietly, seriously, without a word, Seren held out her hands to accept the painting back when he was done.
To stare at it, and see how she might salvage this.
I am a princess on the way to my throne
Destined to reign, destined to roam
Destined to reign, destined to roam
