LILY
oh, cover your crystal eyes
and let your colors bleed and blend with mine
and let your colors bleed and blend with mine
Lily offers a dramatic sigh as they trudge along. “Alas, I think I lie somewhere in the in-between, neither breaking bones nor unable to walk through a forest on my own.” Unremarkable in that regard, she is no more Amalia or Kiada than she is, well, the woman who arrived here two Deepfrosts ago. And in her mental yearnings to be more than average, she realizes she doesn’t know the woman he just spoke of. With a slight tilt of her head, Lily thinks for a moment and then shakes it. “No, I’m afraid I don’t. Have you met Josh?” She should tell him that the man might come seeking him out.
Lily pauses to pick up a small tuft, disentangling herself from Jigano’s arm, and doesn’t notice the deer at first. “Sure…” the entertainer agrees as she places the small bit in the bag, then crouches down. As Jigano does whatever it is he does, she inches closer to the deer, trying to see if she can spot any signs of an injury or something wrong with the creature.
