Gila is Lark's pre-Dedicate name in my headcanon.
Prompt: 'flip side'
Dandelion
Gila glided along the tightrope – almost floated, Niva thought foolishly, because she couldn't be actually touching that strip of silk, the way she wafted across like a breath of air, or a dandelion seed.
"How did you like that?" she asked, leaping and landing easily on her feet.
Niva caught her breath – the girl's body was beautiful – and said, swallowing, "I… were your family acrobats?" She flushed as soon as she said it; she felt pale and clumsy and unlovely, not dainty and nut-brown like this dandelion-girl, Gila Elakary of Sotat.
Gila brushed a dark lock out of her eyes and smiled at Niva - and, oh, Mila and the Green Man help her, if Isas realised she was smitten with this girl, he'd never stop badgering her with silly jealousies.