{ ❥ } ———— ;; “Flower——gleam and——-.”
Green hues narrow at a figure
wandering into the clearing. Her
song ceases while she leans over
the ledge in order to get a better look
Surely he doesn’t know how loud he’s
talking, right? The blonde canters her
head, lips turned down in a pitying frown.
;; ❝—-Useless,❞ a hiss slings venomously from
his lips in a heat of rage. Fun and mischief are
not his only specialty, Jack’s also got a knack
for flying and falling. Not the literal kind with his
staff, but an internal flight. Rising to new heights
within himself before spiraling downwards in
extreme turbulence. And right now,
he’s crashing – flames and all.