Dragoncrest Cliffs i was born a dreamer

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Eske lets out an audible, amused snort as he mentions that if he gets any more beauty sleep that he might blind her but she does not comment. One dances on the tip of her tongue but as she is not sure if it would offend him or boost his ego and she is not willing to take the risk either way so keeps it to herself. The amused snort would just have to suffice. He gestures for her to lead the way and she takes it, pushing herself into the darkness of the tunnel, taking in a deep breath of damp rock. She is not particularly thrilled with the idea of being so far away from the mouth of the cavern, of not being able to see daylight: though the tunnels are wide and spacious she feels a creep of claustrophobia all the same. As she does not wish Arlo to pick up on her unease she steels her shoulders against it and combats it the best she can: by pushing herself forward. “How far do you think these go?” She asks him to help occupy herself and keep her mind off of the unease she feels in her breast.

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