Lena
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
that perches in the soul
Lena’s eyes widened significantly as there were cheers and jubilance, even centered around the flames, and the rope itself. Glancing around to see if anyone else was bothered or apprehensive about this turn of events, she swallowed down the hesitation, but slowly, slowly made her way over to join the rest of the group.
More than once she watched others give their attempts, and by the time it was her turn, she didn’t feel much better. Even if the rope towered over her, the Attuned was determined not to have herself set ablaze, and strived to bend over backwards gracefully, striving to move beneath its sanction without touching flames and embers.
More than once she watched others give their attempts, and by the time it was her turn, she didn’t feel much better. Even if the rope towered over her, the Attuned was determined not to have herself set ablaze, and strived to bend over backwards gracefully, striving to move beneath its sanction without touching flames and embers.
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops at all
and never stops at all
