MILO
this is for the snakes and the people they bite
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
If Milo had time to actually enjoy the sensation of the springs, he might have argued more and more about it, the truth to it and how it seemed to offer relief to those that were ill, how so many had kept kegs of the water if only in case of a relapse. But he doesn’t, too focused on ensuring that Alina doesn’t destroy the flower before he has a chance to grab it. Luckily, however, he manages to pluck it from the rock wall, cradling it within wet hands as he continues to drip along the stone.
He turns back to her then, honeyed gaze a bit harder, hued more like bark at this time. “T’cure. I think… Could try ‘n find it. You can come ‘n see fer yerself, if ya don’t believe me.” He raises a red brow, cocking his head toward her, looking her up and down again before he glances back to the tunnel trying to retrace his steps mentally as he did oftentimes in the Fingers.
He turns back to her then, honeyed gaze a bit harder, hued more like bark at this time. “T’cure. I think… Could try ‘n find it. You can come ‘n see fer yerself, if ya don’t believe me.” He raises a red brow, cocking his head toward her, looking her up and down again before he glances back to the tunnel trying to retrace his steps mentally as he did oftentimes in the Fingers.
for the warning signs i've completely ignored
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
