it's just a spark, but it's enough to keep me going
Sohalia didn't know if embarrassed was the right word for what she was feeling, exactly; that implied a certain level of shame associated with sex, and that wasn't quite right. She'd never been taught that there was anything wrong with it, exactly, just that there was something special about it that made it better with the right person.
She pondered Sunjata's probing question, swinging her dangling leg gently as she thought. Where were her favorite places in the Greatwood? She thought of the Bodega, which was anything but private; then she considered the Undercroft, but that didn't feel quite right either. Finally, when she'd ruled out all other options, the Observatory came to mind. She hummed, her brows raising in consideration. "Anywhere private, yes, but... I suppose, if it was possible to get privacy, maybe the Obseervatory? Under the stars?"
She pondered Sunjata's probing question, swinging her dangling leg gently as she thought. Where were her favorite places in the Greatwood? She thought of the Bodega, which was anything but private; then she considered the Undercroft, but that didn't feel quite right either. Finally, when she'd ruled out all other options, the Observatory came to mind. She hummed, her brows raising in consideration. "Anywhere private, yes, but... I suppose, if it was possible to get privacy, maybe the Obseervatory? Under the stars?"
and when it's dark out, no one's around; it keeps glowing
SohaLia
