Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Waiting to see how the mermanta assessed the plant life (she knew some, but certainly not all), the youth glanced over particular wares and saplings that could benefit the Celestine, or Stormbreak as a whole. But before she made her selection, Hadama pointed out the jar of saltwater, seagrass blooming, and she carefully moved forward, grabbing hold of it with both hands and carrying it over to him. “There you are.” Hopefully it would make the trip back to wherever he roamed.
As for herself, she roamed around the table several more times, perusing, pondering, and calculating, before settling on some nice herbs. They’d be medicinal counterparts and offer mending properties for those she watched over amongst the gardens.
As for herself, she roamed around the table several more times, perusing, pondering, and calculating, before settling on some nice herbs. They’d be medicinal counterparts and offer mending properties for those she watched over amongst the gardens.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
