This is a state of grace
This is the worthwhile fight
This is the worthwhile fight
Cloud mantas are beautiful. Solitary, peaceful creatures, they tend to float along the less-populated swathes of beach, seemingly just for the joy of it. They don't have to leave the water, after all. It is a choice they make to see more of the world, to find a different perspective outside of their usual homes. Maybe that is what Lyra relates to most of all: the search for something beyond, something bigger. "Yeah," she says with a laugh. "As a kid, I always thought I could ride on the bigger ones. I also loved swimming, and the whole manta crystal thing really appealed to me."
But Noah manages to captivate her just as much as the drifting manta with the beginnings of a story about finding his own companion. Interest sparks in her bright eyes, and she doesn't bother to hide it as she turns her attention to him. "What in Caido was a griffin egg doing on the Sea of Glass?" she wonders aloud, hoping that he will elaborate on the bonding and its aftermath.
But Noah manages to captivate her just as much as the drifting manta with the beginnings of a story about finding his own companion. Interest sparks in her bright eyes, and she doesn't bother to hide it as she turns her attention to him. "What in Caido was a griffin egg doing on the Sea of Glass?" she wonders aloud, hoping that he will elaborate on the bonding and its aftermath.
Love is a ruthless game
Unless you play it good and right
Unless you play it good and right
Lyra
