// down by the river i was drawn by your grace, into tempest of oblivion and to the lover's place
i was stuck in a puddle, full of tears and unwise, dark doings now i know, that we've paid unlike //
i was stuck in a puddle, full of tears and unwise, dark doings now i know, that we've paid unlike //
Her brows furrow, trying to pick out words from the connection with the tiny dragon as rests. And all she can see and hear are images and feelings, no words, no nothing. Stumped, she cocks her head toward her sibling, confusion flaring across her face as she tries to word it. “Nothing. At least, no words.” She begins, taking a soft and gentle inhale and exhale – acceptance for the dragonling new and fresh to the world. “Brief pictures here and there, mostly his feelings.” She offers quietly, as if her sister would have the answers she seeks of whether or not that was normal and okay.
So she focuses on something else for the time being, letting his feelings and images flood that part of her mind. “We may. I might try to recreate the springs here for our own treatments. But I have to speak to Frey first. It is theirs after all.” She hums with a quiet laugh, without a doubt her sibling would be on that list of helpers to get things in order.
As for who she called? She sets the tea down and focuses her attention on Lena with bright flint eyes of excitement. “I tried to call for Frey, but… I think it was an eel made of light. It appeared and gave us a rather large container to bring more of the water back.” Excitement oozes from her with this, hands clasping together now that there wasn’t a cup of tea within it. “And get this… It was weightless, even full of the water.”
So she focuses on something else for the time being, letting his feelings and images flood that part of her mind. “We may. I might try to recreate the springs here for our own treatments. But I have to speak to Frey first. It is theirs after all.” She hums with a quiet laugh, without a doubt her sibling would be on that list of helpers to get things in order.
As for who she called? She sets the tea down and focuses her attention on Lena with bright flint eyes of excitement. “I tried to call for Frey, but… I think it was an eel made of light. It appeared and gave us a rather large container to bring more of the water back.” Excitement oozes from her with this, hands clasping together now that there wasn’t a cup of tea within it. “And get this… It was weightless, even full of the water.”
Seraphina
