oo5; voice, yeah.
[ the only reason her journal is open is because she's writing down lists: What To Bring To Camp; What To Keep Natenka From Bringing To Camp; What To Bring To Make Sure I Can Safely Hide What Natenka Brings To Camp Anyway...
whether she knows it or not, she's singing, and while the journal has the lists set to private, it doesn't bother locking the song. ]
We sailed away on a winter's day, with fate as malleable as clay,
but ships are fallible, I say!
And the nautical, as all things, fades.
But I do recall our caravel: a little wicker beetle shell, with four fine masts and lateen sails -
Its bearings on Cair Paravel...
whether she knows it or not, she's singing, and while the journal has the lists set to private, it doesn't bother locking the song. ]
We sailed away on a winter's day, with fate as malleable as clay,
but ships are fallible, I say!
And the nautical, as all things, fades.
But I do recall our caravel: a little wicker beetle shell, with four fine masts and lateen sails -
Its bearings on Cair Paravel...