candlewax & polaroids on the hardwood floor
As Darkeye's smile disappeared Flora worried that perhaps she'd mistaken him for someone else. Though the explanation he gave was...well, more or less what she'd been trying to say, so she smiled encouragingly and nodded. "Yeah no, that's totally what I meant. I feel like no one cares about histories though, you know? They all just believe what they want to believe." She adds with a shrug.
"Oooh, that's a good idea." Picking up another feather, Flora breathed in deeply though this time as she flung her weapon, she exhaled. She'd need to work on the position of her leg like he'd mentioned, but one thing at at time. This time, her feather came much closer to hitting the target, and though she still missed, Flora beamed. "I see what you mean! Okay, like this?"
Shifting her leg to try and mirror Darkeye's posture, Flora again threw her feather. This time she forgot to breathe out and so she was only slightly more successful than she'd been the time before.
"Oooh, that's a good idea." Picking up another feather, Flora breathed in deeply though this time as she flung her weapon, she exhaled. She'd need to work on the position of her leg like he'd mentioned, but one thing at at time. This time, her feather came much closer to hitting the target, and though she still missed, Flora beamed. "I see what you mean! Okay, like this?"
Shifting her leg to try and mirror Darkeye's posture, Flora again threw her feather. This time she forgot to breathe out and so she was only slightly more successful than she'd been the time before.
