you see through my bad, you know i have my moods
Things start to happen once everyone has arrived, and before Sera knows it the ice is breaking around her. She stumbles on it, slipping along the ice and crashing to her knees as the little makeshift ice island separates from Amaris and Falke, leaving her with a stranger and Luciana.
She shivers, picking herself up off the ice and hissing against the cold as it reaches through her bones, when she hears the question – no, the riddle – in the deeper crevices of her mind. And it appears Loren does too, honeyed eyes flicking to the crazed blonde, brows furrowing as she considers the question and hears his babbling.
She wants to roll her eyes at the mention of knowing Frey pretty well, how they’re about nature, but she refrains if only so she doesn’t go asunder in the ice. Unfortunately for her, it seems like the summoner might be onto something. “Season.” She agrees with a touch of annoyance, doing her best to ignore Loren and his crazed state – wondering if he was simply sick or had lost his mind.
Sera agrees with Loren that the answer is season.
She shivers, picking herself up off the ice and hissing against the cold as it reaches through her bones, when she hears the question – no, the riddle – in the deeper crevices of her mind. And it appears Loren does too, honeyed eyes flicking to the crazed blonde, brows furrowing as she considers the question and hears his babbling.
She wants to roll her eyes at the mention of knowing Frey pretty well, how they’re about nature, but she refrains if only so she doesn’t go asunder in the ice. Unfortunately for her, it seems like the summoner might be onto something. “Season.” She agrees with a touch of annoyance, doing her best to ignore Loren and his crazed state – wondering if he was simply sick or had lost his mind.
Sera agrees with Loren that the answer is season.
when i'm super low, you pull me higher
Seraphina
