// we stood, steady as the stars in the woods, so happy-hearted
and the warmth rang true inside these bones, as the old pine fell we sang //
and the warmth rang true inside these bones, as the old pine fell we sang //
“Oh.” They comment quietly, letting the imagery settle in their mind. Sunjata was a stranger to them, but they’d heard the stories, they’d understood that Nate had married the Attuned, and as far as they could tell it seemed like love. Moving past that, however, their mind sparks with a sudden realization that they want to know where Wessex’s favorite place is, a chance to plan a trip perhaps. A chance to go with the Wraith.
So they latch onto every word she says, pausing to consider it all. King’s End in its entirety, the Oerwoud’s colors that they idly wonder if it changes as the seasons go on. Would it be brighter in Flowerbirth? Would it be more muted in Leafchange? They hope they have the time to find out.
There’s a small wistful smile that manages to cut through their anxieties, nodding in understanding, before an offer slips from their lips. “Do you want to go there sometime with me?” They ask softly, smiling up at their aunt, hopeful that the answer is yes.
So they latch onto every word she says, pausing to consider it all. King’s End in its entirety, the Oerwoud’s colors that they idly wonder if it changes as the seasons go on. Would it be brighter in Flowerbirth? Would it be more muted in Leafchange? They hope they have the time to find out.
There’s a small wistful smile that manages to cut through their anxieties, nodding in understanding, before an offer slips from their lips. “Do you want to go there sometime with me?” They ask softly, smiling up at their aunt, hopeful that the answer is yes.
Azrael
