KORBIN
Leave my loneliness unbroken!
- quit the bust above my door!
- quit the bust above my door!
The raven cawed a laugh at her response. As she leaped this time, it let her graze the inky tailfeathers with a paw before he darted off, tumbling through the air like a windswept piece of stormcloud, like a smidge of midnight menace gone astray into daytime.
When he returned, it was to try and land on her back, taloned feet dexterous and wings half spread in the effort to balance on her supple spine.
"It sounds like Torchline," he remarked, struggling to picture such a place. "Do you miss it?" His land was one of white and gray, of blacks and browns and piercing, vivid blue when the clouds parted. Monochrome, stark, simplistic in its harsh beauty.
A polished dagger, all steel and no silk. That was Halo.
When he returned, it was to try and land on her back, taloned feet dexterous and wings half spread in the effort to balance on her supple spine.
"It sounds like Torchline," he remarked, struggling to picture such a place. "Do you miss it?" His land was one of white and gray, of blacks and browns and piercing, vivid blue when the clouds parted. Monochrome, stark, simplistic in its harsh beauty.
A polished dagger, all steel and no silk. That was Halo.
Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
"Nevermore."
