Firefly Glen [PHE] winding grove

she laughs at the humor, but is enamored by the idea of song being such an important piece of this home. she was given pause, though, as the beauty spoke of loss. Toula was struck by this—struck by their similarities, the circumstances which had been placed before them by the Gods.
Toula stepped toward her, eyes softer than even before. her heart ached. you are capable. I can hear your heart—it is strong. your sister must be so proud… surely she watches, this Toula believed, wholeheartedly. will you share one of your songs with me? perhaps her favorite, Toula offered to be a place of comfort, then—and to keep her sister happy in the place beyond.