Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Ever an individual to take people’s words at face value, she thought nothing more of Darkeye’s explanation – it seemed just and fair, considering all the work that had gone on around Stormbreak lately.
As far as festivals though, she managed a light smile and half a shrug through her shoulders. “Flowerbirth seems the right time to celebrate – revival and renewal after Deepfrost and LongNight.” Perhaps with a turn towards Frey for all their abilities, for all their seasons and cycles. “Though this one has been altered somewhat. Liat Fux…or something like that.” But as Darkeye was an Outlander, perhaps it wouldn’t much matter to him. Regardless, the Caretaker remained insatiably curious by the change.
Her eyes widened at the question, and then she glanced down at her wares again. “No. I don’t mind. I was hoping to make something my sister would’ve enjoyed.” And then she turned, and began walking back towards her apartment – new, unfortunately, given everything.
As far as festivals though, she managed a light smile and half a shrug through her shoulders. “Flowerbirth seems the right time to celebrate – revival and renewal after Deepfrost and LongNight.” Perhaps with a turn towards Frey for all their abilities, for all their seasons and cycles. “Though this one has been altered somewhat. Liat Fux…or something like that.” But as Darkeye was an Outlander, perhaps it wouldn’t much matter to him. Regardless, the Caretaker remained insatiably curious by the change.
Her eyes widened at the question, and then she glanced down at her wares again. “No. I don’t mind. I was hoping to make something my sister would’ve enjoyed.” And then she turned, and began walking back towards her apartment – new, unfortunately, given everything.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
