‘ is everything alright ? ’
❛ ... NOT REALLY, BUT I WILL BE FINE. THERES NO NEED FOR ME TO TELL YOU ABOUT MY PROBLEMS. WE ALL HAVE OUR DEMONS. ❜ she murmurs , eyes fixated on the weave before her. when she was stressed , she weaved. her high fae mother taught her when she was young , and she’d never stopped doing it. ithaca planned for it to be a gown — of course , she’d never wear it as she was too insecure to flaunt her body like that. but maybe ... she would appreciate it. she looked to lou and smiled , ❛ IM SURE YOU KNOW THE FEELING OF WANTING TO TALK TO SOMEONE BUT YOUR MIND CONVINCES YOU OTHERWISE. ❜









