Evie
When hope and peace begin to fray
As air lies trapped in her lungs reminding her of the spontaneous nature of her pursuit, any chance for retaliation and parrying of his efforts is stolen from her hands as the water around her encases the span of her limbs, carrying her away like the tide. Evie surfaces with a stubborn set to her jaw and fire in her eyes that sparks embers down her veins, never knowing when to quit.
“I can do this all day,” she declares as she stands, aware that she definitely can’t but willing to pretend in order to make her point. Pulling her wet hair back over her shoulder, the Evergreen laughs, her own vocals higher and brighter but no less unrestrained as the sound bounces off the cavern walls. “Or is this my training now since I made up my laps?” Lips curl, coy and satisfied, because she had at least won that much.
“I can do this all day,” she declares as she stands, aware that she definitely can’t but willing to pretend in order to make her point. Pulling her wet hair back over her shoulder, the Evergreen laughs, her own vocals higher and brighter but no less unrestrained as the sound bounces off the cavern walls. “Or is this my training now since I made up my laps?” Lips curl, coy and satisfied, because she had at least won that much.
know that daybreak is not far away
