Snippet #2664004

Giving an almost knowing smile she appeared to focus as the soft breeze waft through the room, a warm smile radiating from her body before she spoke, "Innocent, untarnished wind, so rare to feel such youthful exuberance. It knows nothing of the horrible darkness that penetrates the land The shard molesting the very natural order, with its malign cruel presence... to feel such wind, gives me hope that in time all shall be free and no longer will the wind feel the pain it suffer." pausing she took another crunch of the apple, chewing quietly, until it hit her.

Swallowing with a gulp she stared in shock, "But they are likely at the bottom of a river, how could you ever get them back? If you could I would be beyond overjoyed, I would not have minded getting new ones, but those ones are especially precious to me." all at once she was animated and very hyper, her softness vanished instead replaced with joy, "I would be so very grateful if you could Erika and could even teach you to hear the wind speak, and even hear the conversations it has... It would take practice, but it is the least I could do."