there's light at the edge of the darkness
All night, Loren had tossed and turned. Finally, he'd thrown off his covers, knowing he wouldn't sleep anymore that night. Dressing in the dark and sipping from the waterskin that held some of the precious liquid from Frey's Breath, he'd left the Citadel before dawn.
Making the trek out to the Sea of Glass, Astra by his side, he'd settled on the very edge of the ice. As the sun rose, painting the sky in fingers of pink, yellow, and orange that chased the dark blue of night from the sky, he watched the dawn creep across the land. Once he reached the small shrine, he smiled and sank down beside it.
He stared out across the expanse of frozen water. Though his breath puffed in the freezing air, forming small clouds of white, he didn't feel the cold. As he shifted into a cross-legged position in the snow, the luxere crawled into his lap. Gloved hands stroked her, and he drew the peace that she brought him with her very presence in to his very bones.
As he sat there, he meditated. Breathed deeply, in through his nose, out through his mouth. He checked in with every muscle and focused on the points where his body was connected to the earth. As he did, he tried to let his worries slough off him. Tried to let the stillness of the waking world fill him. Tried, above all, to find his center.
Making the trek out to the Sea of Glass, Astra by his side, he'd settled on the very edge of the ice. As the sun rose, painting the sky in fingers of pink, yellow, and orange that chased the dark blue of night from the sky, he watched the dawn creep across the land. Once he reached the small shrine, he smiled and sank down beside it.
He stared out across the expanse of frozen water. Though his breath puffed in the freezing air, forming small clouds of white, he didn't feel the cold. As he shifted into a cross-legged position in the snow, the luxere crawled into his lap. Gloved hands stroked her, and he drew the peace that she brought him with her very presence in to his very bones.
As he sat there, he meditated. Breathed deeply, in through his nose, out through his mouth. He checked in with every muscle and focused on the points where his body was connected to the earth. As he did, he tried to let his worries slough off him. Tried to let the stillness of the waking world fill him. Tried, above all, to find his center.
loren
