#dancing duelist

          it’s surreal to think that each individual sphere would hold such a myriad of objects or activities;   how that comes to be,   freyja hasn’t the faintest idea.   nonetheless,   she never hesitates to use   -   though she prefers the term borrow out of necessity   -   to use some of the decoration:   a blanket here,   a fire’s warmth there,   a sweater once.   however,   this time,   as she enters the warmth of the sphere,   she finds herself surrounded by the sweet aroma of cookies.   while she would never be tempted by such treats otherwise,   she can’t recall her last meal & her stomach rumbles uncharacteristically loud   -   enough to justify that she’ll take just one.

given her usual nature of traversing alone due to the secrecy & urgency of her missions, lucina is hardly deterred awakening in a strange forest, unfamiliar to the lands of ylisse.   of course, she remains ever wary, ever vigilant   ---   though she has the strength to protect herself should the need arise, that doesn’t mean she can allow herself to be careless.   her hand remains ever ready to draw her blade, eyes cautiously glancing around.   her senses remain ever sharp as she treads through, attempting to find her way out of this maze-like forest.   

The lovely Inigo is ready to be looked at! The app can be found under /glade.