Zavien
I think all things,
in their way,
in their way,
He tried not to look down as they made their way over Hak Etme. It made it harder to 'scout' as Hadama had requested, but it made it easier to forget he was flying high above the ground in a boat that could easily send him plummeting to his death at any second. It was a wonder how he survived living in a floating city.
Swallowing, he glanced quickly down at the shimmering pools of water below. He tried not to plug his nose at the putrid smell, watching as Sol glided next to them on the current of wind. Zavien sent a warm smile at the dragon before turning to his friend, curious if he'd spotted anything that he hadn't. "Tal, you see anything?" His voice was loud above the wind ruffling his sun kissed hair, the breeze catching the fabric of his white linen shirt, giving him the image of someone on a casual vacation rather than the diligent soldier out to assess for damages.
Swallowing, he glanced quickly down at the shimmering pools of water below. He tried not to plug his nose at the putrid smell, watching as Sol glided next to them on the current of wind. Zavien sent a warm smile at the dragon before turning to his friend, curious if he'd spotted anything that he hadn't. "Tal, you see anything?" His voice was loud above the wind ruffling his sun kissed hair, the breeze catching the fabric of his white linen shirt, giving him the image of someone on a casual vacation rather than the diligent soldier out to assess for damages.
reflect heavenly truth,
the imagination not least.
the imagination not least.
