Boartusk Heights i’m staying low, staying low, turning pages

i might take this to a landlocked place or dry lands. i might offer them this as a delicacy and ask for herbs we do not have in exchange — or if they have their own delicacies to offer.

he told her all of this with a weighted certainty and an easy tone. it was good to inspire one and if she might feel encouraged to continue this, then they might make fine things out of it.

he tried to catch a glimpse of vibrant eyes and wondered if he ever would.