Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
“I know,” she murmured, considering her role and how she’d cultivated the experiences in her short life. But Levi would not be amongst those – for he’d grow no bigger, not with his companion status. It’d be selfish of her to want him to hang around for as long as he’d yearned, even for just a piece of her sister remaining behind – but she’d see what happened in the meantime.
Flicking a few drops of paint along her metallic canvas, she pondered and perused the other implications. “What you want is a massive undertaking,” she commented, though she doubted he’d be surprised at the level of work behind the notions and plans. “But from what I know, they used to be quite fertile, hundreds of years before. There are some land sharks beneath, but maybe, with the right tools, that part of the world can be cultivated again.”
Pausing, head tilting, the youth considered his other statements. “How would you like to help?”
Flicking a few drops of paint along her metallic canvas, she pondered and perused the other implications. “What you want is a massive undertaking,” she commented, though she doubted he’d be surprised at the level of work behind the notions and plans. “But from what I know, they used to be quite fertile, hundreds of years before. There are some land sharks beneath, but maybe, with the right tools, that part of the world can be cultivated again.”
Pausing, head tilting, the youth considered his other statements. “How would you like to help?”
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
