Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
“Ah, so you have a threshold.” She laughed, merry and bright, before finishing up with her bandage maintenance, glancing back over the wake, and opening up the enclosure. “I’m done here, but I have several others to look over. You’re welcome to join.” She left the aperture for him to saunter back through, before ensuring it was locked and closed again. No need for animals to be escaping when they’d yet to fully recover. She could only imagine the chaos that would ensue.
“Swimming sounds delightful,” arranged on a hum, while she swung her basket back onto the top of her shoulder. Lena maneuvered along the path a ways, and eventually stopped near a foundation of more earth, more stone, more trees, though very eerie, enigmatic in nature. A bog like contortion and proportion, complete with fog roaming along, and a much darker array than the previous world they’d left behind. But the youth wasn’t bothered, already setting her sights upon several butterflies near the entrance.
And keeping her mind to the topic at hand. Breathing underwater sounded like a wondrous notion, but not at the expense of another animal’s life. “A shame, still.”
“Swimming sounds delightful,” arranged on a hum, while she swung her basket back onto the top of her shoulder. Lena maneuvered along the path a ways, and eventually stopped near a foundation of more earth, more stone, more trees, though very eerie, enigmatic in nature. A bog like contortion and proportion, complete with fog roaming along, and a much darker array than the previous world they’d left behind. But the youth wasn’t bothered, already setting her sights upon several butterflies near the entrance.
And keeping her mind to the topic at hand. Breathing underwater sounded like a wondrous notion, but not at the expense of another animal’s life. “A shame, still.”
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
