Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Lena, fortunately or unfortunately, didn’t have the answer to everything. Just her experiences amidst the wild world – growing wider and wider by the day. Reassured that her lock was secured, she hitched the basket higher over her shoulder, checked on Mittens’ whereabouts (still tethered), she had to give a laugh back to Sohalia. “Quite a few. But it will be worth it, I promise!” Joking manners aside, the younger Attuned certainly didn’t have to stay with the Caretaker the entire time, and once they were through with preferred rounds and ample time to become acquainted with any number of creatures, they could part ways, educated and wiser.
{FIN <3}
{FIN <3}
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
