Firefly Glen beautiful glass

he listened attentively as wildfire spoke, filing aside the names for another time. he sensed her reticence, and wondered at it, but decided it was the natural progression of things. "you told me your name was attica," the beta reminisced good-naturedly, "but i knew you as wildfire from the beginning."

the shadows were deep indeed -- soon she would hurry onward, to her home, but for now he would entertain what he supposed to be her curiosities. "you are correct, however, that i know much of you but the scales are unbalanced. what would you like to know?"