jane
jane
Sol had a nice smile. Jane felt as though her body were soft, leaning into his direction as a sunflower towards the sun. “It is very beautiful. You are very beautiful.” He stepped closer, and Jane felt the heat reflecting from his body. She nearly felt like she was baking in the sun. He laughed as she asked his age, and she tipped her head at his answer. A traumatic upbringing. Jane didn’t know anything about trauma, but she could appreciate the wisdom in his voice. He was a figure who knew what he was doing, even though he liked a bit of fun.
Jane laughed quietly with him and curled closer. “You’re not that much older than me; I turned four this past summer. I hope that isn’t something that is judged in this land.”
She laughed at the mention of the gods. She wasn’t very aware of these deities, and their names didn’t mean anything to her.
“We have different mythology, where I come from. And what of you, are you not a beast?” She dropped her voice a little, flirting. “I imagine that the deities participated in your origin too. That Estos made the lines of your sinew, that it must have been Costera who dipped you in the river of the sun,” she said, referencing her own gods.
@[Sol Bestiam] / speaks / jane is the pointing fingers emoji
