Like any great love, it keeps you guessing
Soh continued to coast through the air, riding the wind around the Fangs in Deimos's wake. It was strange to think how things had changed, but she supposed that was life. Everything - even the land - had to adjust to the world's various contortions. It's hard to imagine it without snow, she said, amusement coloring her voice. Perhaps I should visit the Greenwing again, to refresh my memory. It had been some time since she had gone out that way, and her maps of the tundra were long overdue for an update. I'll be sure to be careful, though.
A momentary silence fell as they drifted on through the sky. I never thanked you, she said suddenly, glancing over at Deimos through the clouds. For suggesting cartography to me, all those years ago. It had changed her life - allowed her to make money, and from that, given her the freedom to explore when she wanted. It was something she valued, and she never would have thought to try without Deimos's nudge in the right direction.
A momentary silence fell as they drifted on through the sky. I never thanked you, she said suddenly, glancing over at Deimos through the clouds. For suggesting cartography to me, all those years ago. It had changed her life - allowed her to make money, and from that, given her the freedom to explore when she wanted. It was something she valued, and she never would have thought to try without Deimos's nudge in the right direction.
Like any real love, it's ever-changing
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
