Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to say goodbye
But no one wants to say goodbye
As they made their way higher and higher, Sohalia felt the longing to take to the skies that always came from the open sky. Her snowy owl form itched beneath her skin; perhaps, once she and Hadama had completed their talk, she could give in to the temptation to leap from the precipice, shifting as she fell to soar away on the autumn breeze.
She was content, for a moment, to allow Hadama the time and space to admire the view, which was admittedly spectacular. It was only when he spoke to her that she answered, her voice just as soft as his. "I have. I flew up here once," she explained. "It's always breathtaking." And so it was. Her own pale gaze stayed fixated on the view even as they continued to talk.
She was content, for a moment, to allow Hadama the time and space to admire the view, which was admittedly spectacular. It was only when he spoke to her that she answered, her voice just as soft as his. "I have. I flew up here once," she explained. "It's always breathtaking." And so it was. Her own pale gaze stayed fixated on the view even as they continued to talk.
Everyone wants to see heaven
But no one wants to die
But no one wants to die
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
