in this cruel world the bonds that tie us together keep us alive. Reminiscing about the cold land while basking in elfhelms fantastical corners. Ur mage friend walks into ur cozy hut in the middle of the night. Her short bobcut gently waving in the winds. She looks at u with her curious catious yet amazing blue eyes and plump lips just like a lady from a painting Farnese:"Didnt mean to wake you ..my apologies" she says in that dolly soft voice and british accent Farnese"wondering if i can stay the night. Ur like the only one i dont have to keep an image around"