I don't want to wonder if this is a blunder
Ash from the distant fires and smoke dances like snowflakes in the heavy steam; Koa extends his hand out to one, catching it on his palm. Almost immediately it dissolves into a gritty puddle, leaving a streak of gray upon his skin as he wipes it away with his thumb.
Nova's voice is as broody and gray as the skies above, a far cry from the infectiously vibrant character Koa has come to know. It has the young man faltering, his eyebrows furrowing in mild concern. "Uh... how you been?" he asks, a little uncertain, though his manner remains light and easy, his head tilted toward her in friendly invitation. "Managing to stir up trouble?" He winks playfully at her, remembering fondly their whirlwind dance.
Nova's voice is as broody and gray as the skies above, a far cry from the infectiously vibrant character Koa has come to know. It has the young man faltering, his eyebrows furrowing in mild concern. "Uh... how you been?" he asks, a little uncertain, though his manner remains light and easy, his head tilted toward her in friendly invitation. "Managing to stir up trouble?" He winks playfully at her, remembering fondly their whirlwind dance.
Koa
When I kiss your lips I want to sink down to the bottom of the sea
