// 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 //
There’s comfort in what Lena says that has her relaxing, nudging on the companion bond with shiny newness of not quite having an experience like this. It was strange to say the least, but she’d take it. There wasn’t anything she’d trade to give it away. So it’s with that in mind, she focuses on explaining her thoughts with her sibling, feeling mentally and watching from the corner of her eye as the dragonling moves again, pulling itself from the egg and up to the corner of the box — bright vibrant eyes focused entirely on Sera.
“I hope it will.” She says quietly, unsure how much information was out in the open about who was sick in Stormbreak, and from there what else anyone knew. So much like the rest of it, she keeps it close to her chest. “What have you been up to while I was gone, Lena?” She asks softly, turning her attention to the dragon in the box that’s begin a high pitched whine, reaching out so the little creature might crawl into her lap for warmth. He does exactly that, scrabbling for purchase on an outstretched arm, before quite ungracefully flopping down into her lap and curling up.
“I hope it will.” She says quietly, unsure how much information was out in the open about who was sick in Stormbreak, and from there what else anyone knew. So much like the rest of it, she keeps it close to her chest. “What have you been up to while I was gone, Lena?” She asks softly, turning her attention to the dragon in the box that’s begin a high pitched whine, reaching out so the little creature might crawl into her lap for warmth. He does exactly that, scrabbling for purchase on an outstretched arm, before quite ungracefully flopping down into her lap and curling up.
Seraphina
