essadi
in
xanadoodle
caller and the called [mostly text]
Ah.
Hello_
Sometimes we have to be kind
to keep from becoming the storm.
It seems like it was a long time
since last we spoke.
I remember you.
Today.
How does the wind blow?
There are a lot of teahouses in Xana' (because honestly what higher goal than tea could one have in a world of opportunity), and Saadï has cosied herself up in one of these. (One with colourful pillows, tapestries and dim hanging lanterns because honestly why accept half-measures at this point.)
She could be part of the décor where she sits with her spice and archaic (yet futuristic, because hey all anachronisms converge on this location) touchscreen, but she's easy to find.
Hello_
Sometimes we have to be kind
to keep from becoming the storm.
It seems like it was a long time
since last we spoke.
I remember you.
Today.
How does the wind blow?
There are a lot of teahouses in Xana' (because honestly what higher goal than tea could one have in a world of opportunity), and Saadï has cosied herself up in one of these. (One with colourful pillows, tapestries and dim hanging lanterns because honestly why accept half-measures at this point.)
She could be part of the décor where she sits with her spice and archaic (yet futuristic, because hey all anachronisms converge on this location) touchscreen, but she's easy to find.