Trick or Treat! - Lily's Home

Lily “Oh… shit.” With a weak smile as if to say ‘silly me!’ Lily drops her face into her palm. “Guess I wasn’t paying attention during that part of the story. One second, Ludo.” Leaving the door open and darting back into the house, Lily grabs something small and brings it back to the door. Opening her hand to reveal a lovely, natural black opal - uncut, but nonetheless vibrant in all it’s colors - she places it in its outstretched hand. “From the Whispershore,” the redhead offers with a tiny smile, hoping it’s satisfied. women are like tricks by sleight of hand which, to admire, we should not understand