The Sentinels tristesse

smile he did, flashing his teeth in a grin he could not hold back. she was lovely, adorable, this dark little witch of his. she shouted the word in her tiny piping voice; lasher laughed. "pine!" he exclaimed. it became a sort of song between them, as he playfully wrestled her unto the earth, then allowed emaleth to surge to the fore with her growing strength. the currents of power around them were lost upon the man; while he was aware, he was forgetful of what it meant to be so young a child, so untouched by the darker energies, and so less cognizant of the pure and pulsating transcendence that surrounded emaleth.