electric feel
02-21-2017, 09:01 AM
| Fortune doesn't much like leaving home. Maybe that's why she doesn't go... too far. Still, the fishing would be good out here. The fishing was never bad, after all. Early summer floats around her shoulders, carrying a sort of intoxication in the air. The smell before rain. The smell before rain, the blood in her veins. It's fantastic, and her heart is beating. She is generally measured, generally stolid, generally steady. She'd come to the Whistling Willows to scope things out, to fish. Instead, she finds herself exploring. Exploring, breathing, making her way around. Not so far from Lirim as to be uncomfortable. Close enough to be almost home in a heart beat, taking in the sights and sounds of spring fading into summer. Something had to happen. Something had to be going on. Water running, frogs calling, and the wind in the willows. The wind on her back, and the electric scent that said rain was close on the horizon. Bring it on. fortune shock & awe |