Hopeless Wanderer

As Ely drew closer to the woman she realized she recognized her, vaguely. She’d seen her only once until now, back when she’d first joined sephrian. She’d been there at the meeting. But she’d never spoken to her until now. And already she was better company than some of her cousins. She stopped a respectable distance as the woman countered her question. Which only brought a smile to Elysia’s face.

Shrugging gently she looked back around the lake. ”Needed a change in scenery, the moor has its own unique appeal but after a while…” she paused looking back at the woman. “it grows a bit stuffy, if you catch my drift” she teased. She loved the syndicate. Well most of the members. But at times she needed her space from them all.

Aurelia. That was her name. And it was fitting. She looked like the Aurora. And had a name just as beautiful as she was. ”Im Elysia, But you can call me Ely” she offered. There was no need for formalities with someone who was a part of her home.

“Care for some company?” she wasn’t like some in her family. She’d ask first, she didn’t care to interrupt someone’s alone time unless they wished for her to join. But maybe that was from growing up with siblings. She understood wanting quiet time.


"Ely & Ezekiel"