Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
that perches in the soul
The story of how she acquired her position wasn’t spellbinding or noteworthy, but it gave Lena a grand grin, regardless. Humming softly under her breath, the mellifluent tendencies began again, lifting her chin slightly so the sea wind ruffled hair and meandered leisurely over her face. “I have admired Nature Frey for a while. They have always been one of my favorites.” The ability to channel the essence of the world – all the beauty, all the creation within it. “And I have cherished animals just the same. When I was little, I would try and cure every hurt beast I came across,” and here she laughed, soft and melodic. “Perhaps they thought me worthy then – when they asked me to be the Caretaker.”
She paused, shrugging her shoulders. “And I have been trying to ensure I fulfill the role ever since.” Pondering all the while, her attention finally meandered back to Lilliane. “And what about you? What do you want to do here?”
She paused, shrugging her shoulders. “And I have been trying to ensure I fulfill the role ever since.” Pondering all the while, her attention finally meandered back to Lilliane. “And what about you? What do you want to do here?”
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
and never stops at all
