[o] Horny Horses

ISKRA

He'd come to Stormbreak again looking for Elizabeth. He couldn't find her at Halo, and he knew she traveled a lot, so he figured why not retrace his steps to a place he had been able to find her. She wasn't at the White Hart this time though, and he'd left with a sigh of resignation, and a few drinks in to warm his belly on the way home. Guess he'd just write her a letter rather than run around on Skyships like a fool. One might think that's why he's SHOUTING, the inebriation, but while the liquor had certainly helped make the world a little bit fuzzier, a little bit easier to handle while dark fears circled him like vultures, this was all courtesy of Ludo.

"HEY!" he greeted the woman leaning against the rails, staring into an empty pen like she might find meaning in the nothingness. He couldn't blame her, the ceiling in his room held a lot of answers to life, or so he thought. If there was a sway to his step, he didn't notice as he leaned in next to her, all smiles and...flowers. He'd been collecting some while he was here. Maybe something to give to his mother, when he worked up the courage to complete that task, maybe just something to brighten up his sad little shack in Halo. "I DON'T THINK ANYTHING'S IN THERE, BUT THERE'S SOME CLOUD WYRM'S NEARBY THOUGH."

It's hard to tell the truth when you lie to yourself
Always give too much of you to someone else
I'm talkin' to you now like we're old friends
It'll never be too late to start again