Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
Sohalia’s inquiry was just the right measure for Lena to finish with the carrots, her hands beginning to gesture in excitement. “Only some of the most adorable things! And instead of their usual yips, they sound like ice cracking. Quite a clever way to disguise themselves, really,” and she would’ve probably continued rambling, had the other Attuned not being making way with the salad dressings and silverware.
Washing off portions of the grater and ensuring all of the carrot portions made it into the bowl, she glanced around for another activity, the bout of restlessness beginning to contort over again. “Do you need anything else done?” If not, there was always snagging the desserts she’d hidden and laden within her basket.
Washing off portions of the grater and ensuring all of the carrot portions made it into the bowl, she glanced around for another activity, the bout of restlessness beginning to contort over again. “Do you need anything else done?” If not, there was always snagging the desserts she’d hidden and laden within her basket.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
