Seren
"It's a promise," the girl laughed. At his remark, she turned her attention to the surrounding woods. Time had really flown past as they talked. It seemed as if they had only just begun to head for the destination - her cluster of mint-scented trees - and Seren felt disoriented to realize they were almost there. But Umbra confirmed his words even as Lilly began to bark; her nose tingled with a smell like clear ice and greenery, and something bitter yet almost sweet upon the tongue.
She was ready to skip ahead when Sah slowed to a halt. The way he said her name made the girl turn to look at him, dark hair tumbling over her shoulders and a quizzical smile on her lips.
It slowly faded as he spoke, until her expression was almost as serious as his.
"Thank you," she said slowly. Not entirely sure where Sah was going with this. He was not asking for permission, that much was clear, and yet... "I appreciate that you told me. But Sah... I would still be your friend, even if you were to agree with her ways." Rubbing her fingers against a palm, Seren looked down, a soft frown tugging at her brows.
"I mean, it would make it more complicated, to be sure. But... you would still be you, right?" Her mouth curved into a smile, a little timid - this suddenly felt very serious, in a way she had not expected. Where had all the butterflies in her stomach come from? Why did her hands feel so empty?
She was ready to skip ahead when Sah slowed to a halt. The way he said her name made the girl turn to look at him, dark hair tumbling over her shoulders and a quizzical smile on her lips.
It slowly faded as he spoke, until her expression was almost as serious as his.
"Thank you," she said slowly. Not entirely sure where Sah was going with this. He was not asking for permission, that much was clear, and yet... "I appreciate that you told me. But Sah... I would still be your friend, even if you were to agree with her ways." Rubbing her fingers against a palm, Seren looked down, a soft frown tugging at her brows.
"I mean, it would make it more complicated, to be sure. But... you would still be you, right?" Her mouth curved into a smile, a little timid - this suddenly felt very serious, in a way she had not expected. Where had all the butterflies in her stomach come from? Why did her hands feel so empty?
It's written in the stars above
Exactly who we are is just enough
Exactly who we are is just enough
