Leading a life where flight had been a natural ability had spoiled the Goddess for what many sought and believed to be a rare commodity. To travel aboard a vessel, created by the hands of mortals, was quite the thrill. It painted her ability to fly as something she wished she hadn't taken for granted, lamenting the canvas she'd stretched over years of never considering that one day she might not have the chance to embark upon the clouds and the skies which nurture them. The emerald haired woman stands besides the bow of the craft, looking out and over into the horizon which blended into a multitude of colors that fuzed together to create the most alluring picture. It was tranquil, not the sort of hurried travel that usually kept her eyes in front of her. It was a leisurely stroll, ample time given to digest the setting and savor the wondrous scents and sights that pleased her eyes beyond any sculpture she'd been gifted.
"Pit.. I wonder if you're keeping out of trouble."
Lady Palutena | Kid Icarus Series
Leading a life where flight had been a natural ability had spoiled the Goddess for what many sought and believed to be a rare commodity. To travel aboard a vessel, created by the hands of mortals, was quite the thrill. It painted her ability to fly as something she wished she hadn't taken for granted, lamenting the canvas she'd stretched over years of never considering that one day she might not have the chance to embark upon the clouds and the skies which nurture them. The emerald haired woman stands besides the bow of the craft, looking out and over into the horizon which blended into a multitude of colors that fuzed together to create the most alluring picture. It was tranquil, not the sort of hurried travel that usually kept her eyes in front of her. It was a leisurely stroll, ample time given to digest the setting and savor the wondrous scents and sights that pleased her eyes beyond any sculpture she'd been gifted.
"Pit.. I wonder if you're keeping out of trouble."