Love's Whimsical Echo

Previously

…“This is not over yet, is it?” he muttered, looking at Elara with a weary, yet determined, expression. Elara just smiled, a slightly frantic, yet hopeful, smile. “Not yet, Mayor. But we have the Humble Root. And that, at least, is a start.” She glanced at the Mayor, noticing for the first time a faint, almost imperceptible bounce in his step as he hurried away, the precious root clutched in his hand. Perhaps, she thought, this whole glitter-pocalypse might just have a few more surprisingly whimsical twists in store.