[PQ] the world is connected to the soul within

Lena

and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm

Finished with the decree of decorations and subsequent cleaning, Lena turned her attention to the song and dances, clapping along wildly with the beat of everything else going along – and only advancing from her area when Gideon called them over. Still covered in glitter and not bothered by it at all, eyes following the pathways of the children because some behaved exactly like the animals in her care, she inclined her head towards the Priest.

The question was intriguing, though she wondered why he even asked. Without hesitation, she followed her sister’s response. “Yes. Especially now, more than ever.” The lingering of war. The mayhem rushing towards them, calamity beginning to build and brew. “Were you thinking of anywhere specific?”

that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm