Apr 2, 2013
Little bells
“You know,” Ross begins, chewing on the backs of his knuckles in nervousness, “you don’t have to wear them when you’re awake. It was just something for Vi and I to keep you from fwip-ing off into the Ring.”
Spenih regards the bracelet of little silver bells, strung on woven black and blue string.
“She knows that,” Spenih replied, pushing back her hood. Her black eyes crinkled up at the edges in a smile. “But they’re also a gift from you. That’s different.”