when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
"Thank you," Isla murmurs to Sunjata with a soft smile, watching as their lanterns take on a life of their own with the flames that burn within. She's about to say something else when Darkeye suddenly appears in the crowd that's beginning to form, and it's with surprise - both at seeing him, and at receiving the lantern and the letters - that she accepts them.
"Darkeye," she says. "It has been a long time. I'm sorry - I haven't been in one place for a while. I'll read your letters and write back," she promises, glancing at the Flood and remembering, briefly, the tension that Darkeye has with him. "Was this lantern meant for me?" she asks, smiling down at it. "Thank you. I'll find a place for it."
"Darkeye," she says. "It has been a long time. I'm sorry - I haven't been in one place for a while. I'll read your letters and write back," she promises, glancing at the Flood and remembering, briefly, the tension that Darkeye has with him. "Was this lantern meant for me?" she asks, smiling down at it. "Thank you. I'll find a place for it."
i could die
Isla
