Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
A love of the people seemed to be enough to compel and keep Ray from existing entirely in the forest – causing the depths of Lena’s smile to turn upwards. Stormbreak was similar in some aspects – though far more encompassing in their religion and prickliness towards tradition; but there’d been surefire tenacity in the way they’d overcome so many other obstacles in the past few years.
Keeping those notions to herself, the Caretaker nodded, resuming her inspection of the branch. With Ray’s approval, the grin turned to an effervescent beam, delighted that the necessities had been found. “Excellent. Thank you so much for helping!” Ensuring the future staff was broken neatly away from the rest of its fallen brethren, she snagged the timber, so it fit nicely into her hands, practicing rotating it around in her palm. “Do you need assistance with anything?”
Keeping those notions to herself, the Caretaker nodded, resuming her inspection of the branch. With Ray’s approval, the grin turned to an effervescent beam, delighted that the necessities had been found. “Excellent. Thank you so much for helping!” Ensuring the future staff was broken neatly away from the rest of its fallen brethren, she snagged the timber, so it fit nicely into her hands, practicing rotating it around in her palm. “Do you need assistance with anything?”
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
