born of cold and winter air

the lullaby

i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand

Slipping onto the dragonling's back as she's wont to do, Oria pets her friend's smooth scales and sings a soft and mourning lullaby for the departed dragon.

'Lightning tends to leave only a few superficial wounds despite the damage it can do within.' Remi murmurs, and though he isn't talking about Sunjata specifically given just how many dragons with lightning powers live in the Cordillera, of course the Flood is who immediately comes to mind. Not that the Lullaby had any reason to believe Sunjata was in the(ir) mountain range, the association was too firm to plausibly deny.

"Gods.." Knowing intimately the drive to give up one's life to protect one's children, Remi feels the latent grip of grief as his thoughts turn to Aoife. Reaching out to place a hand on his husband's back, Remi's predatory stare is drawn down toward a sliver of movement within the fissure. Did you see that? He wonders silently, nodding down into the darkness.

when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!