Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Okaaaay guess not.
The heat blazed and the smoke wafted, and all she wanted to do was leave. Perhaps someone else would do better here – more equipped, more capable, more pressed to deliver damage. For Lena wasn’t about to – not the Caretaker, not someone who knew this creature was here for a reason.
If they could snag the eye, would it be worth it? All this effort?
Her determination and honor might’ve been stalwart, but her talons still gripped nothing. Not done in quite yet, the youth soared and rallied, striving to see past the infernal wake, and grab, snag, grasp, onto the eye.
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I’m sure you can guess – Lena tries to find and grab the eye.
The heat blazed and the smoke wafted, and all she wanted to do was leave. Perhaps someone else would do better here – more equipped, more capable, more pressed to deliver damage. For Lena wasn’t about to – not the Caretaker, not someone who knew this creature was here for a reason.
If they could snag the eye, would it be worth it? All this effort?
Her determination and honor might’ve been stalwart, but her talons still gripped nothing. Not done in quite yet, the youth soared and rallied, striving to see past the infernal wake, and grab, snag, grasp, onto the eye.
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I’m sure you can guess – Lena tries to find and grab the eye.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
