the taste of dried up hopes in my mouth

[fallingdream]

Who: Song, Seph, and Jalen
What: It's time for another little "talk" with Medrau
When: Wednesday night, July 25
Where: Rainbow's End, Song's headspace
Posting Order: Whoever replies first determines the cycle



If there was anything untoward about waiting on her bed for two hale men who were both romantically involved elsewhere, Song didn't care a wit except to find it amusing (and with Josiah gone more often than not, could she really be blamed when her sense of humor listed in that direction?)

Not to mention that, given what she'd been dealing with lately, she'd take any excuse for a laugh.

She'd shooed Amy out, granting her permission to sneak back in and watch if she could get Larkin to sleep in the nursery. That task would surely give her enough time to get the spell cast on Seph and Jalen without the extra distraction of an over-protective wife - no offense to Amy.

To fill the time, she played at meditating. Song had never actually had much success with meditation, but she'd found that if she just listened very hard, locating and identifying the most distant sounds, she would start to lose her sense of gravity and feel as if she were floating or tilting to the side. Whether it counted as actual meditation or not, it felt cool, and also quite relaxing, so that's what she did.

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[amys_keeper]

Jalen slipped into the room quietly, raised his eyebrows a bit at Song, and for a fraction of a second contemplated yelling 'Boo'. He doubted it'd disturb her in the least, so instead he moved aside to lean against the wall by the doorway. Amy had definitely been unhappy letting him do this, but he couldn't complain about it; he had been, and still was, just as protective of her.

"I think she might try ignoring you for a day or two. She's a little upset."

As if Song didn't already know that.