[ While the storm rages, brutal and impossible to navigate, it is impossible to not notice the pockets of buildings where lights are still on. This is where Zelda brings people when she finds them outdoors. Following a disastrous first impression with reindeer, she's since gotten a little better at the whole thing; it is not tame but it is willing to say with her in search of warmth and familiarity. A blessing, for it's antlers glow beautifully.
Tonight, the place to be has been cleared of tables, heaters piled up and pointed to the center, blankets handed out, and Mineru dances.
Zelda enters on the back of the reindeer as she has for the last few days, jumping down and ushering it close to a heater, then covering the poor thing with a blanket so it might sleep peacefully. She'll have to feed it soon, but in the meantime, she raises her head. It is half covered by a thin and snow-drenched blanket, but it does nothing to hide her golden hair or her bright blue eyes, nor the round swell of her features. She watches as Mineru dances, entertaining those seeking warmth and help from their fellow Dreamwalkers.
From inside the blanket, Zelda pulls out her harp, the golden artefact glimmer as it reflects the deer's antler's glow. Then, with a nod, she starts to play, plucking at the strings with familiarity and confidence.
By the time the dance finishes, she's still sat next to the deer, but she smiles and asks, voice loud enough to carry: ]
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Tonight, the place to be has been cleared of tables, heaters piled up and pointed to the center, blankets handed out, and Mineru dances.
Zelda enters on the back of the reindeer as she has for the last few days, jumping down and ushering it close to a heater, then covering the poor thing with a blanket so it might sleep peacefully. She'll have to feed it soon, but in the meantime, she raises her head. It is half covered by a thin and snow-drenched blanket, but it does nothing to hide her golden hair or her bright blue eyes, nor the round swell of her features. She watches as Mineru dances, entertaining those seeking warmth and help from their fellow Dreamwalkers.
From inside the blanket, Zelda pulls out her harp, the golden artefact glimmer as it reflects the deer's antler's glow. Then, with a nod, she starts to play, plucking at the strings with familiarity and confidence.
By the time the dance finishes, she's still sat next to the deer, but she smiles and asks, voice loud enough to carry: ]
Where did you learn to dance?