Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Too distracted by all the sights, sounds, pragmatics, and possibilities, keen observation skills she might’ve utilized on a wounded or ailing animal didn’t seem to prevail here, in and amongst surroundings she wasn’t wholly familiar with. The unknown took precedence over everything else, and so she was slightly startled when another addressed her.
About to mumble an apology for her inattention, she was all the more surprised to find it was a merman – altering her course slightly, and bumping into another wayward stranger. “So sorry,” she muttered to everyone, hastening out of the way as best she could, swinging around –
Which then prompted her basket to sharpen its wide, wild course, and spill its contents everywhere. With a quick sigh, she dropped downward, hands clutching at bandages before they went askew and rolled off.
About to mumble an apology for her inattention, she was all the more surprised to find it was a merman – altering her course slightly, and bumping into another wayward stranger. “So sorry,” she muttered to everyone, hastening out of the way as best she could, swinging around –
Which then prompted her basket to sharpen its wide, wild course, and spill its contents everywhere. With a quick sigh, she dropped downward, hands clutching at bandages before they went askew and rolled off.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
