a few of my favorite things

Maeve

There was something delightful about watching Seren throw herself into a story, intent on whisking both of them away on this wild tale that the younger girl was concocting, but she was happy to listen to it no matter how crazy it was. When Seren finally finished her tale, pulling out a tray that Maeve absolutely recognized from the Halenani, knowing that the girl had found it when she was helping to clean up. Maeve laughed, bright and happy, shaking her head as she reached for the tray. She turned it over in her hands, head tilting this way and that as she looked at her broken reflection in the mirror pieces, peeking over at the starchild.

"This looks oddly familiar, little star..." Maeve teased, narrowing her eyes at the other girl, a playful glint in her eyes. "Are you sure you didn't find this in the rubble of the Halenani? It was definitely a spirit?" She didn't care either way, but it was too fun to poke and tease at her to just let it go.

And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death