By Firelight

*Drífa* · 02-27-2020, 06:44 PM

Halla moved to tuck the necklace away in Drífa's bundle along with a few various kinds of herbs she frequently carried with her. The moon was rising high in the sky now and the fire was slowly shrinking. It was time to get some rest. She yawned and smiled at Iolaire. "If its alright with you I think I'll turn in for the night. I find myself getting to bed earlier with every new year I gain." She knew it was part of getting older and it would likely only get worse. Curling up she looked to the other woman to see if she had anything else she wanted to say before Drífa closed her weary eyes.

-exit?-

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