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That's certainly true, too. I learn a lot about the way people think by listening in on conversations. It's really fun getting into people's heads to really understand the differences between different people, you know? Harveste was smiling broadly as she spoke. The fact was, she really enjoyed...

She was mentally berating herself when the friend request popped up. Hadn't her question bothered him? Surely that sort of selfishness was uncalled for, wasn't it? And yet here he was, sending a friend request like it was nothing. The girl could only smile softly as she pressed the checkmark...

"I-It wasn't teasing, at first. I'm... kind of dense with these things. I never know what someone is thinking, and I don't really have a whole lot of experience with this stuff. I live under a rock, basically." She sputtered the words with a racing heart. She took a deep breath, trying to calm...

"I mean, it could be?" Harveste answered honestly when her teasing went unnoticed. To be honest, Harveste had been serious when she showed confusion about it being a date- she'd always been a bit dense with things like that. "Did you want one? A date, I mean." She felt sort of guilty asking...

"Something smells weird," Harveste suddenly blurted out, sniffing the air. The decaying flower wasn't what caught her attention. It was magic, she was sure of it! "I smell some sort of magic. It's kind of a weird smell though. Reminds me of what I think spider lilies might smell like." She...

I've seen her since returning here, but a lot changes in four years. I can't see her in our world anymore, but... I guess on the bright side, I can see her here, even if things seem to have changed. To have loved and lost- it was a common trope of sorts to the writer Harveste was, but having...

I didn't mean Honeyhome specifically, I meant this game. I found someone I love in this game, but... They died to this game as well... Harveste fidgeted slightly in her seat, tapping her foot and letting her fingers tap against her knees. She was flustered, visibly. Her face was a bit red, too...

I suppose I would be part of that camp, yes. I don't think I learn about everything I can though. Just things that notably interest me. There were plenty of things Harveste knew nothing about. Horror movies, for example. She couldn't watch those for her life without a panic attack- so, they...

The sound of the fountain's trickle made a tune to the harmonic mage. She hummed softly to the tune of the water and the wind, being careful not to put any actual magic into her voice. It took a lot of effort, surprisingly, but she managed not to over-indulge the plants with nature's song...

As Caelia waved to Landers, Harveste mimicked her in kind. She knew many of the Landers by name, but couldn't always place them. So, she just smiled and waved like a child might, eagerly flailing her hand. She seemed to be trying to be inconspicuous after her little display- but rather than...

I do! I really love learning. Some subjects are harder than others, but I generally love learning new things as much as I can. It helps me write, too! She didn't think it was giving away too much to admit she was a writer. To the woman who had been part of the writing community for a decade or...

It surprised her a little bit when the fellow Faerin offered to walk and chat together with her, but the small woman smiled with delight, ear to ear. I'd love to join you! Thank you, Caelia! Harveste could only laugh nervously as Caelia commended her and called her 'skilled'. It was true that...

Harveste knew things had probably changed. Staring downward for a moment, she shook her head, smiling sadly at the bunch of flowers still in her arms. "I should find her myself... There's a chance she wouldn't want me to find her, though... But I'm still going to try." It was as if on cue that...

Harveste watched as Caelia seemed to be thinking, before telling her about her plans. Her words reminded Harveste of an old song she liked, and so for a short moment, she began to hum it- then stopped, shook off the need to do so, and smiled. I see! Honeyhome is a very nice town to relax in. I...

Harveste was small, that was for sure. She smiled while her neck was straining to look up at the woman she'd bumped into, who was working to stabilize the frantic girl. Moving her free hand to rub the back of her neck, she let out a nervous chuckle. Didn't think I'd cause a panic, she thought to...

In Honeyhome, a crowd had gathered in town square. There had been rumors that a little girl could make flowers bloom with her voice. Harveste doubted it was an altogether rare act, seeing as she was sure she wasn't the only person in the world to choose nature magic and harmonics in the Mastery...

That's right! In my case, lately, my sleep hasn't been so good either, so... According to a neuroscience class I took once about how learning works, your brain cells actually shrink when you're sleeping so cerebral fluids can wash away toxins that otherwise make you feel sluggish and out of it...

Harveste had met plenty of people in her time in Terrasphere before it seemed to just vanish. She met many beastfolk and elves, and even other Faerin. Since returning, the diversity felt the same. The first person she'd met was an elf, then a Faerin like herself. Now that she thought about it...

Harveste smiled obliviously to Cleo's thoughts. She didn't see a point in explaining her health history, which was a bit of a gloomy topic anyway. She wanted to stay on positive topcs. Luckily, the darkness was never dragged out into the spotlight, so Harveste could merrily respond to Cleo about...

The woman waved off her concern and desire to repay her. What a nice woman she was! Harveste grinned eagerly. But then, the woman mentioned being compressed for a while. This made Harveste frown ever so slightly. If there are anymore books you want to read from lower shelves, just ask me to...