Vervain
even the darkest night
will end
will end
"I know - what an absurd notion." Vai smirks across the table at him, shifting to sit cross-legged in her seat as if it could be even conceivably comfortable. She makes it look that way regardless. Still, she's satisfied with his promise, knowing all too well how the world likes to flip itself upside down whenever Sunjata looks like he's about to have a stroke of good luck. The last thing he needs is to sabotage himself before the world gets a chance.
She watches him through the haze of smoke, and the playful look in her blue eyes suggests that she wants to tut and chastise him about such a filthy habit - but that's not quite Vai's way. Mothering, yes. Controlling - absolutely not. "Ah, yes. You need to choose the best cliff to build your fortress into," she says, remembering. "Don't forget to make yourselves a flag. You want everyone sailing into Torchline to know that you're the governor." She winks.
She watches him through the haze of smoke, and the playful look in her blue eyes suggests that she wants to tut and chastise him about such a filthy habit - but that's not quite Vai's way. Mothering, yes. Controlling - absolutely not. "Ah, yes. You need to choose the best cliff to build your fortress into," she says, remembering. "Don't forget to make yourselves a flag. You want everyone sailing into Torchline to know that you're the governor." She winks.
and the sun
will rise
will rise
