Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
that perches in the soul
Due to the nature of her occupation, there was hardly any apprehension about the upcoming task. She’d seen dragons of many varieties – from fledglings and hatchlings to the majestic and dangerous adults, and their elders that came before them. Riding one of those had never been in her line of work, however, so if there were any misgivings registered in her ribs, it might’ve been the possibility of falling off into churning waves to a certain death.
But she steeled and resolved herself with her usual stalwart and steadfast determination, following after Ronin’s directions, presuming, of course, that the massive creature before her was him marked in his mythical shift. Good morning lingered by way of greeting, before her eyes fell to the bag, which likely contained the necessities for the day. What do you need me to do? In exact directions – in case she fumbled something important.
But she steeled and resolved herself with her usual stalwart and steadfast determination, following after Ronin’s directions, presuming, of course, that the massive creature before her was him marked in his mythical shift. Good morning lingered by way of greeting, before her eyes fell to the bag, which likely contained the necessities for the day. What do you need me to do? In exact directions – in case she fumbled something important.
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
and never stops at all
