Who am I, that the morning star would light the way for my wandering heart?
Seren landed with cat-like grace, unruffled in demeanour even though both hair and clothes were windblown and disheveled. The wide happy smile faded immediately however as she turned and noticed that Lena did not share her elation. "Are you alright? I am so sorry, I should have asked first," she worried, hands reaching out to offer support or comfort, should the woman need a steadying touch. "I keep forgetting that not everyone is as fond of heights as I am."
How many times had she been scolded for climbing without thought for what might happen should she fall? Too many, and yet it always ran off her like water from a goose. It was in her blood, to reach for the stars - but that did not excuse being inconsiderate. "Have I turned you off flying altogether?" she asked, fearful of having caused lasting harm.
How many times had she been scolded for climbing without thought for what might happen should she fall? Too many, and yet it always ran off her like water from a goose. It was in her blood, to reach for the stars - but that did not excuse being inconsiderate. "Have I turned you off flying altogether?" she asked, fearful of having caused lasting harm.
Seren
