Aurelia
Sailing. At least it's something different to focus on. Something uninvolved in personal affairs or relationships, past mistakes, present regrets. The more she thinks about it, remembers what it was like, the more invested she becomes by the second. And she should make things up to Jack somehow, anyway. Why not start now, with something small.
"You have a map somewhere, don't you?" She asks expectantly, glancing about, hoping to find one tacked onto his wall. "We could sail to the inner shores, where the ship would be safe, and then go further in on a boat. Do you think that would be small enough for the Stonesong?"
Leaning back, she does have to rely on Jack's own personal opinion. Not like she's ever been to the Greatwood. She'd seen the Hollowed Grounds from a cursory view but, other than that, she actually hasn't been to any of the other regions. Not the Greatwood, the Hollowed Grounds - Halo, once, for the festival. But that was it. Stormbreak wasn't really an option for her from what she'd heard.. so that one couldn't be helped. The realization makes her want to go there all the more. See another part of the world.
She definitely doesn't want to go back to the Feverlands, either.
"You have a map somewhere, don't you?" She asks expectantly, glancing about, hoping to find one tacked onto his wall. "We could sail to the inner shores, where the ship would be safe, and then go further in on a boat. Do you think that would be small enough for the Stonesong?"
Leaning back, she does have to rely on Jack's own personal opinion. Not like she's ever been to the Greatwood. She'd seen the Hollowed Grounds from a cursory view but, other than that, she actually hasn't been to any of the other regions. Not the Greatwood, the Hollowed Grounds - Halo, once, for the festival. But that was it. Stormbreak wasn't really an option for her from what she'd heard.. so that one couldn't be helped. The realization makes her want to go there all the more. See another part of the world.
She definitely doesn't want to go back to the Feverlands, either.
looking in the mirror, drop of rum on my tongue
with the warning to help me see myself clearer
with the warning to help me see myself clearer
