Heron Lake Plateau Waiting For An Answer Back

Her melody returned with a message not filled with haste. Whereas Claire may have been eager to lay eyes on her duet partner he clung to their conversation at hand. It gave her pause to think and stay in the present, rather than rush towards the future of their potential future meeting. She took a breath and hummed a moment waiting for the lyrics to come to her. "Your words paint a picture that only mind's eye can see. One I imagine belongs to a kind being. With a soul filled with stories untold. Ones I'd like to hear if I may be so bold." Their words were like riddles or little notes passed between young children.