Larksong Grotto dreamer trapped by your desire

set for tomorrow

She descends into the grotto easily and with little thought for the danger of the climb down. The quiet is almost eerie; there's a stillness to the place she hadn't thought possible. The scent of life saturates the area, but the only other clues are the occasional rustling of leaves and flashes at the corners of his vision. It's as if the secluded little area is under some sort of spell.
Her leg has healed well, but she finds herself faced with a larger dilemma. She's listless; daily life has become dull, and finding herself alone again has taught her that she values the company of others more than she'd once thought. She draws up beside the stretch of water at the grotto's center, thoughts drawn to Aditya and Morningside, then to @Siarut and his group, and studies her own reflection in the too-still water. She's never thought of herself as anything but independent, even antisocial; she's still both of those things, and abrasive, and not quite a team player— but she's lonely, too, even if she doesn't think she has the right to be.