Cordelia
let us go
where the wild things grows
where the wild things grows
Lifting her eyes as Talyson approach, Cordelia nodded easily, a small smile curling at her lips before she focused back on her supplies. "Of course." The Attuned murmured, picking up one of the pressed flowers she'd brought back with her from King's End, delicately holding it between her fingers, drawing in a breath. "It seems like this Deepfrost will be rough." She said quietly, voice barely audible over the quiet din of the tavern.
The hunter wasn't the best at small talk, but if there was something that the people of Halo could always talk about, it was the weather. Did you see how much snow we got? Way more than this time last year. Game is going to be thinning out soon. Weather, snow, hunting, ice... Around and around they went.
The hunter wasn't the best at small talk, but if there was something that the people of Halo could always talk about, it was the weather. Did you see how much snow we got? Way more than this time last year. Game is going to be thinning out soon. Weather, snow, hunting, ice... Around and around they went.
let us go
where time runs slow
where time runs slow
