Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
She hummed, trying to coax the notions of stories and mythos from all the books she’d read before, pouring over them in her childhood until the pages seemed ready to tear apart. That like Rae, Frey could not help themselves – coaxing, sneaking, beings and life into the world. Some that would ravage and savage, some that would aid, and some that would balance it all. Because isn’t that what nature is – some matter of stability? Tipping scales one moment, and then swaying to the side in another.
The Caretaker watched the seed take its place along the riverbanks, where hopefully in a few years it would broaden its own horizons. They are lovely. Provide ample shelter and resources.
The Caretaker watched the seed take its place along the riverbanks, where hopefully in a few years it would broaden its own horizons. They are lovely. Provide ample shelter and resources.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
