Sohalia
They made their way back to Stormbreak, taking their time up the rest of the Way, and found themselves in one of Soh's favorite little cafes. Despite her protests, Tal insisted on paying for the meal, and she insisted that she would pay him back. She didn't want to be a burden, and she had the opportunity now to bring in income through the sale of her maps and artwork.In any case, they left the city and the argument behind, wandering toward the Falling. It was a breathtaking landscape, with steep cliffs dropping into an ocean far below. Soh paused several times just to look out over the majesty of it all, but always hurried to catch up to Tal. It seemed safer, somehow, to stay near him, even though the height of the cliffs and the threat of the water below didn't bother her.
The haunting music of the stones, carved by whales, met their ears long before they saw the rocks. She saw Tal shiver, and she placed a hand on his arm comfortingly. Ever since her run in with Jude, she'd found physical touch easier - he had comforted her with a hug, and now she hoped to convey that same support to others. "I think they're beautiful," she admitted. "Sad, but beautiful." She looked at the stones, which always seemed to bring her lingering grief to the forefront of her mind. She shook her head, banishing her sadness. "What did you say you needed them for again?"
it's just a spark, but it's enough to keep me going
