The Academy: skylar, hey!!

It was becoming more difficult as time passed and yet he had not come to see her.

He had not even cared to come see her, but yet she is blind to The Wardens motives, blind to why he left. But she see’s now, as Solira falls, as it crumbles and dies with the boiling water and the crumbling ash. Her earth yearning to heal it. A soft frown coating her lips as she watches the pale figure move towards her.

Her head tilted to the side slightly curious as she spun the rose. And her smile. It was almost envy she felt as her earth moved about them, touching and sharing, playing. She giggles slightly. So full of life, so filled with youth and love and devotion, ready to break and crumble and fall.

She sighs though even as she speaks. “You must be Skylar, my teacher“ Her voice is airy, delightful like the wigs of a dove as she watches her curiously.

So unsure of what to do next.

you pale skin is a razor sharp wire;
so i place these scales over my eyes;