Swiftcurrent Creek seorsum

it was not long at all before a pretty gilded girl came to greet him. "he did not," germanicus answered. "i come in my own name, germanicus."

he looked around at the winterbound trees beginning to softly green with spring's touch.

"i came to see what i might learn about the creek, lady reverie, and to offer my help with tasks that need completion." though she would not see it, germanicus struggled now in this moment with the absence of his titles, the informality of his visit.