KORBIN
Leave my loneliness unbroken!
- quit the bust above my door!
- quit the bust above my door!
Blue stretched from horizon to horizon. A pale, steely color rarely seen, and so beautiful it gave him chills. Even in the light of early dawn it showed promise of remaining a fair and sunny day, but as with all things in Halo, it was a promise with teeth. The temperature had plummeted to brutal levels, and as the black raven winged its way over the Citadel walls, he felt the bite of it in every rush of icy wind along his feathers.
But he loved it. Loved the open expanse and the towering mountains, the brooding coniferous forests draping along the base of the Fangs and way the wind sang over the craggy rocks and valleys.
Home. It was home, he was home, and if Korbin ever had any doubts about belonging here, his brief excursions to other regions had quickly snuffed them out.
He felt lighter of spirit today than in a long while. It seemed a shame to waste the day cooped up in the Citadel.
But he loved it. Loved the open expanse and the towering mountains, the brooding coniferous forests draping along the base of the Fangs and way the wind sang over the craggy rocks and valleys.
Home. It was home, he was home, and if Korbin ever had any doubts about belonging here, his brief excursions to other regions had quickly snuffed them out.
He felt lighter of spirit today than in a long while. It seemed a shame to waste the day cooped up in the Citadel.
Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
"Nevermore."
