Maeve
But they weren't simply stars. Not to Maeve. They were gifts from her goddess to light up the night. Meant to more than just guide those who were lost. Instead they inspired and blanketed lovers who took refuge under their light. Maeve huffs a soft breath, wrapping her arms around herself, trying to hold in the warmth. She doesn't look the woman's way, not needing to, already knowing what she looks like thanks to the flashes from Aidon. "No... They're more than that. Safrin hung them all. Just for us." The Nightshade murmurs, reverence in her voice, jade eyes reflecting the starlight back.
"Torchline. Where I'm from. The sky is different everywhere, of course. But Halo seems the most different so far." Maeve muses softly, bottom lip catching between her teeth for a moment, eyes shifting from the stars to Aidon where he was still circling. They find Drago next, noting it isn't as bright here, hidden slightly below the horizon.
Hearing the sharp intake of breath has Maeve's lips twitching into a slight smile, "Don't mind that. It's simply Aidon." Upon hearing his name, the dragon swoops own, large body skidding slightly across the ice as he lands. His eyes the only thing visible in the dark.
"Torchline. Where I'm from. The sky is different everywhere, of course. But Halo seems the most different so far." Maeve muses softly, bottom lip catching between her teeth for a moment, eyes shifting from the stars to Aidon where he was still circling. They find Drago next, noting it isn't as bright here, hidden slightly below the horizon.
Hearing the sharp intake of breath has Maeve's lips twitching into a slight smile, "Don't mind that. It's simply Aidon." Upon hearing his name, the dragon swoops own, large body skidding slightly across the ice as he lands. His eyes the only thing visible in the dark.
Oh your mouth is poison
Your mouth is wine
Your mouth is wine
The Nightshade
