[DROP] It'll take your breath away

Lily hasn’t been here long, and thus far she’s had to rely on the continuous generosity of strangers (something she doesn’t particularly like), like she’s got nothing to offer. Except, she does. Lily is a warm fire and a comforting glass of alcohol on a bleak winter’s night. She is a roller coaster of emotions, she is joy and sorrow and skin-tingling lust; she is an escape from reality and an always welcoming, sassy face. But these little insecurities are neither here or there, all her self-pitying thoughts fly out the window when a false step sends the silvery ground a-creaking and then whooooosh, down she tumbles, a scream flying from her mouth. Somehow, Lily manages to land on her feet (let’s call it those really good dancing skills of hers). After a quick self-assessment… she determines that nothing is physically wrong. Ok. She looks up to find a shiny, sheer room filled with some other people, utter strangers… except for Bastien. Oh! Ok. Um. Sheepishly, Lily edges towards him and when she’s near enough, kind of leans over and whispers to him, “So… more magic, right?” Exactly how she feels about the magic is indecipherable, but there is a definite look of apprehension on her face. It’s a lot to swallow. lily as if you were on fire from within the moon lives in the lining of your skin