Harper
I was born in a big gray cloud screaming out a love song
Her words are distinctly at odds with her facial expression, which is both befuddling and amusing to Harper. "There's a great seller who has fake gold if you want to save some money, they're still great quality for wearing. They're on the end of the south-eastern dock." Whether or not she pursues that is up to her, but he can't resist oneeee last chance at being helpful.
It seems to pay off too, because she joins him at the counter in a manner not unlike a reluctantly curious alley cat. The shopkeep doesn't seem to care that she joins him, merely sliding the finished piece across the top. It is a necklace, long enough to be hidden beneath nearly all of his clothes. A well-oiled leather cord as Harper is not one for chains, and the key piece - the bottom. It is a polished piece of raw morganite, with a beautiful pink hue. Silver wire is artfully wrapped around it to keep it secure and tethered to the cord. "It's called morganite. In my home world, stones were often given meaning for meditation and such. It's supposed to represent love, compassionate energy, and heart healing. It's mean to give you courage and heart in hard times! It's also super strong so it won't break as easily as other stones thankfully." He sandwiches the meaning in between so as not to dwell too long on why he'd chosen it, or have her do the same. Taking it from the seller, he tries it on, and the stone sits right at his sternum. "What do you think? Personally I love pink, which was a bonus."
It seems to pay off too, because she joins him at the counter in a manner not unlike a reluctantly curious alley cat. The shopkeep doesn't seem to care that she joins him, merely sliding the finished piece across the top. It is a necklace, long enough to be hidden beneath nearly all of his clothes. A well-oiled leather cord as Harper is not one for chains, and the key piece - the bottom. It is a polished piece of raw morganite, with a beautiful pink hue. Silver wire is artfully wrapped around it to keep it secure and tethered to the cord. "It's called morganite. In my home world, stones were often given meaning for meditation and such. It's supposed to represent love, compassionate energy, and heart healing. It's mean to give you courage and heart in hard times! It's also super strong so it won't break as easily as other stones thankfully." He sandwiches the meaning in between so as not to dwell too long on why he'd chosen it, or have her do the same. Taking it from the seller, he tries it on, and the stone sits right at his sternum. "What do you think? Personally I love pink, which was a bonus."
among broken chords and unnamed cries -
what a place to come from
what a place to come from
