Could I but ride indefinite, As doth the meadow-bee
And visit only where I liked, And no man visit me
And visit only where I liked, And no man visit me
Ru laughs softly at his disappointment. “Unless they’re flowers, or something that bears fruit. Anything that needs color to attract pollinators is usually safe, but those are just leaves and vines - much higher risk.” Especially if there were thorns or membranes for any sort of secretions.
As they come across where the water pools at the end of the trail, Hotaru makes an appreciative noise at the beauty of it while internally contending with the careful curiosity from her closest companion. “I suppose I do rarely talk about them. But you are much the same about your parents,” she points out, though not unkindly. It was just what grief did to people.
Kneeling at the water’s edge she dips her fingers into it, flicking droplets over its surface and watching them spread. “There was a lot more political intrigue and war between regions, so yes. Most of the lands can run themselves without leadership in Caido, as we can currently see.” Stormbreak, the Grounds, the Greatwood. Even Torchline in some ways. “Resources were sparser, alliances vital, and citizenship was direly important in our society. In comparison, Caido has always felt quite tame and bland to me.” Boring at times even, and easy to offend. She sometimes misses those primordial days of challenges, wars, subterfuge. Often reminiscing over the fact that she herself has gone quite soft and mellow in her time in Caido. Then again, she hasn’t recognized the woman in the mirror for many years now. Or maybe she just needs to accept that woman as her new normal.
As they come across where the water pools at the end of the trail, Hotaru makes an appreciative noise at the beauty of it while internally contending with the careful curiosity from her closest companion. “I suppose I do rarely talk about them. But you are much the same about your parents,” she points out, though not unkindly. It was just what grief did to people.
Kneeling at the water’s edge she dips her fingers into it, flicking droplets over its surface and watching them spread. “There was a lot more political intrigue and war between regions, so yes. Most of the lands can run themselves without leadership in Caido, as we can currently see.” Stormbreak, the Grounds, the Greatwood. Even Torchline in some ways. “Resources were sparser, alliances vital, and citizenship was direly important in our society. In comparison, Caido has always felt quite tame and bland to me.” Boring at times even, and easy to offend. She sometimes misses those primordial days of challenges, wars, subterfuge. Often reminiscing over the fact that she herself has gone quite soft and mellow in her time in Caido. Then again, she hasn’t recognized the woman in the mirror for many years now. Or maybe she just needs to accept that woman as her new normal.
And dwell a little everywhere - or better, run away
HOTARU
